Done and...Done.

Back during my divorce, I had a credit card get completely out of hand. There were legal bills, court costs, mediators' fees. There were unexpected expenses, such as having to pay to have certain services changed over because the SGM or his new wife were trying to access them, relocating things for the same reason. You get the idea. Now, don't get me wrong; the card wasn't empty when all this started. It was, however, under control. And then my friendly, amicable, we-aren't-going-to-screw-each-other-over divorce went sour.

Today, July 16th, 2010, Lithus and I made the last payment on the card.

This is a huge relief, obviously. As someone who prides herself on money management, to have had this kind of debt hanging over me has been stressful, to say the least. I don't overdraw. I don't over-extend. I budget and budget well. To paraphrase the Divine M ~ I may spend down to my last three cents, but if all I've got is three cents, I know it and won't spend four. Now, I get that for some people one card out of control seems like it's not that big of a deal. My credit will recover quickly and relatively easily and all that. For me, though, it has been exceedingly hard. So, I am relieved beyond measure.

I've realized there is more, though. There is something else going on here. The last vestiges of one of the ugliest chapters in my life is over and gone. Erased. I didn't even know I was carrying it. But it's over. Finally. Done and done. And that feels even better than a shot at a decent credit score.

Those are Pobble Thoughts. That and a buck fifty will get you coffee.