A good day

Today was a good day. I woke up, made breakfast, cleaned my kitchen, showered, put on makeup, cleaned my house. Then my Mom came and she helped me take out my HUGE box of trash from organizing last Friday. We then headed to Walmart to buy a rug. I needed a rug to put under my kids table so they can do crafts without me having to worry about permanent stains to the floor. When we got home I had a few minutes before heading to an appointment with the Vocational Rehabilitation Department. The interview went well, and I have a much better understanding of how they can help me, and the process involved. I got home from that, and then we were all off to my favorite store, the Dollar Tree. I let the kids pick out a few toys, I got a few things I needed, and we headed home. My Mom left, I finished dinner, we ate dinner, and I started writing my book. I have wanted to write a book about my experiences for a while. I have been told I am a gifted writer, so I took that leap and started writing my book tonight. I hope to write a little each day, and hopefully get it published so that I can further educate people about what living with a mental illness is like. And how it is not something that you can snap out of or get over. I'm not lazy, and I am not crazy. I have a mental illness, and I have to learn to live with it everyday. One thing I ask, if you read my blog, recommend it to a friend. Email your friends and say "I'm doing my friend a favor. She wants as many people as possible to better understand mental illness. Go check this out." I would really appreciate it. I would love to see 600 hits to my blog in the next two weeks. So get to inviting please.