Breathe... again

Freedom from debt is a wonderful, exhilarating thing. I can say it wasn't an easy decision; to carve my bank account in half so I could rid myself of the credit card albatross (albeit one card only), but I can pay myself back without feeling pressure. The car payments have never been difficult--only the one damned card. And now it's done. I can pay myself back and not lose money but regain.

This weekend shapes up to be vintage. Gym, Target, bank, visit Dad, some Bed Bath & Beyond purchases for the apartment; sort through albums and CD's to take to Vintage Vinyl--then record on Sunday. Also finishing my photo project is high on the list.

Suddenly I feel my blood flowing again in a way I hadn't in a while. Liberation...