I remember my mom handing me a brand new pack of index cards that she bought from Staples on her way home from work.
“Record every job, phone number, address, name of contact person and that way you won’t ever forget what job you’ve applied for.”
I am a person of structure and creature of habit so it was no surprise that this strategy worked well for me. The amount of jobs to which I have applied far outweigh the responses that I have received but I know that process helped me stay organized and form some solidity in uncertain circumstances.
Having a thorough record of what I had accomplished today was not enough for me. I wanted another notch in my belt. I figured I would utilize the beautiful day as best I could; I would embark upon the inevitable “pounding of the pavement,” handing out perhaps the best recorded note of all: my resume.
A character in a syndicated drama once stated, “You don’t stop being a soldier just because you were wounded in battle.” I use what some people would call tools but that which I call weapons against my current situation: my mind, my faith, the love from those important to me, my two good feet and my pen and paper. I found that with emptying my quiver in God and doing my part, I can keep going…you can keep going.