Well, I just got finished driving all the way to where I could be working. It is 40 miles round trip. I was worried I couldn't afford the gas to work there. My fuel gauge only dropped a little bit.
Now, how to convince my father this is a good thing? He won't understand my desire to be independent or self-supporting. He will say I won't work very long and I may not. But, you know what? I am going to give this a damn good try. I am going to bust my ass for my boss these next few weeks and maybe, possibly, transfer to the McDonald's in town.
Personally? I am so excited. I want something to do with my days and there are just no volunteer opportunities here in town. I will be working and learning, at the same time, how to work again. Getting up for showers. Being somewhere on time. Performing my duties. It will be a good test to see if I am still up to this despite my limitations. I really haven't worked since 2003. It has been a long, long time. And just think of the blog fodder working at McDonald's will provide!