Mood wise. I'm pretty positive I'm not going back to the job unless big things change.
But today is a good day. I got checked out by the tiny African man at the Jiffy Lube, always feels good, my oil is changed, I went on a date, I went to Target and showed restraint, I ordered a tall coffee instead of a grande. These are all good things!
Today was a good day.
Last week was a string of fiascoes that, more or less, were just a cosmic kick in the pants. So what if my check engine light and ABS light came on at the same time. So what if I was pulled over fifteen minutes after the lights in my dash came on because I was without tail lights. So what if I couldn't find my driver's license when he asked for it (always check between the seat and the console, because chances are when you dumped your purse out to find your keys that is exactly where it landed). So what if the straw finally broke the camel's back at the second job I need but hated.
I fixed the fuse to my taillights myself. I found my driver's license. I didn't get ticketed. I'm happier out of that second job.
This is all motivation to move forward, move toward something new. I can start hitting the gym like I used too. I can start applying to jobs like I used too. I can go out on nights that I used to work on. I am better now.
I just need a fortune cookie to spell everything out for me.
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