My first day of real unemployment was so busy, I didn't have much time to think about anything but my "To Do" list. Lots of home-fix-up stuff. That's a good thing.
There was an added component to my existence today.
As everyone does every day, I had a portion of my day that was eaten up doing things that turned out to be fruitless. The time that I spent spinning my wheels felt as though I was wasting my own time, as though I were losing money that I should be earning. It was very strange. Even chit-chatting with people, waiting in line, I felt like a meter was running somewhere. Life can't be like that - I HAVE to get over that feeling. If I don't, I'll go nuts.