I feel like I’m starting to come out of the fog.  Finally*.

Yesterday I spent all day with two old friends of mine, and those two friends introduced me to something that I was previously unaware of.  Sonic has a happy hour.  HALF PRICE.  Seriously.  You can secure yourself 44 ounces of delicious limeade for the small prices of One American Dollar.  How did I never know about this before?  Do you have any idea how potent Sonic Limeade’s sadness obliteration abilities are?  Very potent!  All it takes is some sugar, styrofoam and a straw and I am well on my way to being my old self again.  Happiness for $1.00.  You can’t beat that with a stick. You know what else you can get for $1.00?  A movie.  Between Sonic’s Limeades and The Red Box’s rentals, I have been a dollar-loving fool for the past two weeks.  That’s for sure. 

Seriously, though, after 2 weeks of sending out resumes and applying for jobs like it’s going out of style, I have real-live job interviews lined up for Thursday.  Plural, even! Interviews with an ‘s’ on the end!  If that’s not cause for an exclamation point, I don’t know what is.  I was starting to feel like some sort of creepy monster that nobody wanted around.  Applying for over 40 jobs (literal number!) and hearing nothing back for half-a-month will make any sane person start to question their value.  I felt like I could have jumped to the Moon when someone called me yesterday to schedule my first interview.  If I’ve learned nothing else throughout this whole ordeal it’s that SarahThe is a better person when she has a long list o’things-to-do, and a reason to get out of the house each day.

*I realize that 2 weeks isn’t a very long time to give myself to recover from the life-blows that I’ve been dealing with over here, but come on.  The best way to deal with things is to trudge forward, right? I’m not suppressing, I promise.