Well, I wouldn't exactly call it a breakthrough, but I had an interesting day.
Went to therapy at 11:00, on the way home I stopped to pick up some cola (and cashews
), then just came in the house and tidied up a bit.
Mom came home from lunch about fifteen minutes later ~ she brings me the classified job section of the newspaper every day. I sat at my desk, opened the paper up.
Less than five minutes later I was dressed and headed to south Cocoa Beach to apply for an A/P-A/R person at my favorite restaurant. I got an interview on the spot and was told that so far I was the only person who had applied and the ad would run until Sunday.
I'm not getting my hopes up, but I am proud of myself for getting out there without even thinking about it.
It's great to have a good day. I've had a good, good day.