I love my job. Seriously, as long as I've had something to eat and a little sugar, I couldn't be happier to work where I do. I work with the coolest people, and love every minute I get to be there. Sometimes the customers are mean, but I've officially learned the best ways to deal with 'em so they are easier to help. 
I love seeing people's faces change from either grumpy or just bored to happy when I give them a huge smile and ask them how they're doing. I love that I get to feel like I may have just made someone's day a little better by being genuinely interested in them and not just wanting to get through the line as quickly as possible. It doesn't take any extra time, but it makes a huge difference in how the entire interaction goes. I rock the drive through hardcore. Thanks to the awesome crew I was with tonight, we made $20 in tips... each! I'm not touching my tips until my secret jar is full, and I have quite a way to go but at this rate when I finally do count it, I will get to treat myself to a kick ass reward. ... I just have to decide what to reward myself with. Suggestions are welcome. 
On a loosely related note, I lost my ice-cream cone dropping virginity today. I blame the stupid cone that broke!! Heh... Yeah, that's it... 
I can't believe I am moving in 5 days! I've lived here over 10 years, and it's funny because the thing I'm most worried about in regards to the move is how my cats will handle it. They are so old (geriatri-kitties), and this is the only place the poor dears have ever known! Everything is in boxes, and they're freaking out about it. I think they have figured we will be leaving them since they aren't packed up, too. Maybe I'm just a little nuts though...  The fact that I've tried talking to them to reassure them that we aren't going to abandon them probably solidifies that fact... Hah. 
I have the greatest friends who have offered to help me move and even pack! I can never thank all of you enough to express just how very grateful I am to everyone who has offered a hand. Thank you!! This move would be so much more difficult if I didn't know the greatest people on the planet. 
Everything about my life has just kind of suddenly fallen into place. Not a permanent place, mind you but a place where I know I can be comfortable for at least a little while. I love my social job, I love the people I have gotten to reconnect with, and I can see a serious plan unfolding that has the potential to make me extremely happy if I just continue on the right path and commit to what I know I need to do. After everything fell apart and I lost my job, boyfriend, and all the house crap happened I was truly terrified that it was the beginning of a downward spiral. I know now that The Universe/Krishna/God/...Ceiling Cat was simply conspiring on my behalf to take me from a place where I had no future to one where the possibility and opportunity are endless. I feel so lucky to be me!!
Now I just need to find a second (kind of third, but I don't really count modeling) job, figure out what classes I need to transfer back to USU with only a year left, and organize my new space. I can hardly contain my zest for life!!
I hope my mom and I finally get to go to Cancun and Jamaica after all this is over. It would be the perfect treat for a job well done, and stress well handled. Lord knows she needs it!