What Episode is this?

I need a recorder to record my thoughts and write it down in one spot for me. Something I can copy and paste into a pdf file. I lose a lot of great ideas due to not having the time to write it down.

There’s got to be an app for that. I probably have it and don’t know it.

Real talk.

………………………………………

It’s Thursday.

I appreciate my family.

There really aren’t any words.

I am square for another week, and I swear to God for a brief second yesterday I seriously was at a loss of how I wound up on the receiving end of this Pandemic. Then I remembered that there are people that have literally nothing right now, so why am I bitching? That’s when I came back down to reality and started getting things done again. That’s how it works for me, most times.

I’ve come this far.

Without my family this week I’d be living in my car.

I could have done it but it would have been ridiculous and stressful to the point that I wouldn’t have been able to go to my son’s graduation party, because it would have been too hot to leave my animals in the car.

I wouldn’t have gone and I would have regretted every single moment I wasn’t there.

I don’t think my family really knows that. Or how grateful I am to be loved.

Thank you family. I love you. ❣

I have to say thank you to the universe for the month of July too because, Birthday.

Yes. I’ve come this far and I’m going to keep working, but even HARDER now.

Unemployment could be ridiculous this week, I do not know. I’m going with the fact that the Govt. knows they messed up; because they sent me an email saying so; and so if I fill out the paperwork the way they want, in theory it should go through because I already have an approved PUA claim.

Who really knows. That’s the fun of it, right? Geez.

What I do know is that I can’t depend on unemployment, and I no longer want to be on it because it’s just a way to stop me from stepping up.

I’m going to a temp. agency tomorrow to inquire about jobs that will actually hire me, so I can WORK.

Obviously the Pandemic is something the Govt. doesn’t much care about anymore,

SO….

Someone somewhere must need a smart, hard-worker, that’s not afraid to get her hands dirty.

It’s about affording life and I know I can eventually give back to the community if I can get through this part of my life.

And I’m going to in all regards.

I’m living life on the daily and I’m proud of myself for my determination to keep going, because the shit-show factor in my life has been trying at times, to say the least.

I have cried. Numerous times. Occasionally out of fear, but mostly frustration in general.

I do know that everything is temporary; and there are no timeline rules on life-plans.

I’m getting better with the patience thing regarding these two facts.

It’s crazy what therapy will do for you when you find the right kind of therapy. Also when you have people that love you, even though you don’t always love your life and the way you beat yourself up for nothing when you know you’re putting in the effort.

That is why it is important to listen to the people who love you.

We all go through things in life that make us stronger and make us consider what we really want out of life.

If anything I can say that this part of my life has been life-changing. I can feel the positive changes overcoming my short-comings more every day.

It doesn’t feel like a manic episode. It feels like a daily realization that I am in control of my life and I need to focus on my strengths and use them.

It’s raining today and I’m working on checking out temp. agencies and my book outline.

I hope you are safe and well where you are, and that your day will be great.

Love yourself, and thanks for reading.

J.Rounds ©2020 ~Peaces of ME

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