getthejoj
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Okay, don't laugh, but I feel proud of myself. Actually, I felt proud of myself last week. Last week, I was sent home from work sick. They suggested I stop at the dollar store to pick up some medicine for myself. The store was only a few blocks away from work, but it was a place I had never been to before. I drove over there, pulled into a spot, got into the store, bought the medicine, a few dvds and a couple of cokes, paid the cashier and left. I felt no anxiety or nervousness the entire time, even when I had to talk to the cashier. Now, it was early, so there weren't many cars on the road or people in the store, but I still feel good about it. You know your life stinks when you consider a trip to the dollar store an accomplishment.