1. Trying to do a GiST when all I feel like doing is crying right now. We had a delay in our mortgage. Our car has needed to have the brakes fixed since we noticed the squealing getting worse in November ... no money for it. One of the cats needs to go to the vet ... no money. TB accidentally swallowed his crown and is waiting for it to pass naturally (ewwwww) because ... we don't have dental insurance and can't afford a new one--although we will rob Peter to pay Paul and put the car and the cat off again. And now ... my computer crashed. TB can't figure out what's wrong so we can't fix it. I am really scared that it's so broken I've lost all my pictures from July-now. I didn't back them up yet. That's what really makes me want to cry. Fixing my computer is way down on the list of priorities right now.
2. We got four big bags of clothes from Freecycle this morning. TB has clothes for each season now. I'd taken a picture of Munchkin hiding in the mountains of clothes this morning but didn't get a chance to upload it.
3. I had a positive meeting with my DVR (Division of Vocational Rehabilitation) counselor today. She is calling to set up another appointment so we can talk further. Basically, we were talking about what I'd like to do when I "grow up" (actually try to go back to work).
4. I've been exploring some of the websites my counselor provided and decided I really want to be in human services. I could also be a teacher's aide. In human services, I would like to do something like provide support to other ACOAs or to families with deaf members or who have other psychological or substance abuse issues. Or, also in the realm of human services, I'd like to work in the WIC (Women, Infant & Children's) program. I loved that job.
5. I looked at the information about interpreter for the deaf and see that it's classified as needing "considerable preparation" in terms of education and experience. I loved it so much and I'm sorry I'm unable to interpret anymore. I feel really good about this, though: I was an interpreter for over 20 years and I was good at it. It's nice to see that the type of work I did is something respected highly and something I in which I can take a lot of pride. :)
Thursday, January 21, 2010
GiST #58
Posted by Irishcoda at 9:57 PM
Labels: GiST, positive thinking, recovery
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