My mother gave me an ultimatum of one day when I was 19.
(what's wrong with these mothers?)
Anyway, I found a job in the same day (waitress in a cafe).
I think a lotta moms just don't take stress well, and too often their children become scapegoats. I made many phone calls and hitched onto a halfway for ex-offenders and it offered me a place to stay for free since I was only paid a stipend of one dollar an hour. Believe it or not I worked in the very first, experimental project (halfway houses) in the country. Stay there long enough to find a good paying job, and attended college a few years later.
You did very well for yourself and I am proud of you. The good Lord was looking after both of us.