what do you do?

I have never blogged before. I have only ever read a couple of other people's blogs. From what I can tell, its basically a journal entry for everybody to see. My sister writes. She is an amazing writer in my eyes and never knew until lately she could. So I decided after reading a couple of her's I would try my own.
I have been an employee of a certain family owned business (which happens to be my dad's) since I was 14 or 15 years old. I have never known anything else but what I do. But you would think that after 14 years at one job you would now a lot....not the case. I am sure there are people who make good salesmen and women. I am also sure that there are those choice few who have the gift of b.s. and could sell anything at any time. I, on the other hand, am handicap in both areas. it is also hard to stay focused on more than one thing at a time. For example, I was on a whole other paragraph when I realized I didn't finish this one. I am scatter brained, I can't focus real well. I loose things, even if they are tied to me. I forget a lot. Did I do this or did I do that; I DON'T REMEMBER.


I like to help people out. If they don't have something and I do, I like giving it to them. If they come in the store and can't afford something, I want to help them out here too. But there is no room for that here. I also get real bored real fast; not good for one of the most repetitive jobs in alabama. Nothing ever changes, Its the same thing with the same people, everyday. I get real stir crazy and sometimes wander around the store.
"Find something else to do," "get another job", "pray about it, what are you called to do". at one point in my life I had all these things planned out and ready for the real world. I was engaged, I had a good job that could only get better, things were where I thought they should be. I could not have been more wrong. Now I am 28, single, bored out of my mind, don't know what I am supposed to do with my life. The worst part is, my GOD life has suffered. I guess I kind of held him resposible for nothing working out the way I wanted it to.
So what do you do? I could quit and let my father down. I could stay and always "have it made" as everybody like to tell me. I have no clue. I feel like I am in that movie groundhog day, and I am Bill Murray.