An Ordinary Kind of Day

I'm at a loss for anything blogworthy to say the past several days. My mood goes up occasionally but remains mostly down. I haven't actively done anything toward achieving my goals during the last week or so. I'm probably going to have to revisit my timetable for that. I don't have a lot of motivation. I want to feel better, want to get this behind me, but I feel lost right now. I still feel very much like I'm just going through the motions. I get home in the afternoon and only do what is absolutely necessary, then go to bed, usually before 9. I saw my counselor yesterday, and the rehashing of everything just made me sadder.

I did get home earlier than usual and was finally able to make a few phone calls. I found out that my application is still under consideration for the job I applied for a couple of weeks ago. But a few calls to medical transcription agencies weren't very encouraging. It seems that medical transcription is not going to be very lucrative without experience, and it will probably be difficult to get the work without experience. That old "Catch-22." So that plan is going to have to be "Plan B." I'll be looking for something suitable, but it appears that full time work is out of the question until I somehow get some experience.

In spite of all that not so great juju, I've had the feeling all day that something good was going to happen to me. The feeling was so strong that I was anxious with anticipation all day. I didn't dare voice what I was feeling out loud. Nothing happened, of course. It was probably just the caffeine. A day when nothing bad happens seems like the best I can expect lately, so I guess I can't complain.