Entering the "adult" world...maybe

Now it's a more serious form of procrastination. As I have come to say over the last couple of months, I'm in need of an "adult" job in a bad way. I've been so excited about this revelation this whole time. Visions of pulled-together work outfits accessorized with cute little jewelry and one of my several hundred purses. *Anyone who knows me knows that I DON'T sport cute jewelry.* Conservatively sexy heels, maybe even glasses...anyway, unbelievably unrealistic visions of adulthood in the real world. All I really know is that I'm finding a job that has absolutely nothing to do with children.

So I've been searching. I tried for a job in LA...didn't work. Close, but didn't work. Now I'm trying for a job in the south of France, but that's just a fun job to apply to. I'm searching *almost* desperately to find something I can obtain with my whopping three years of college. I told Keri just today how I feel so young (at 26) when I read job posts. I don't fit most...and my mind is fully open to all the different options out there. Anyway, I'm getting a little depressed about the situation at this point, but I'm pulling through it and I'll find a job I'm proud of before I'm on the streets...