Cutting All the Credit Hydra’s Heads Off…
…Doesn’t do much, I’m afraid. *sigh*
This post is actually to celebrate a financial satori: However temporarily, I’ve just paid off all my credit debt.
It’s a lot like coming to the surface of the sea during a storm, taking one clear gasp lungful of air, and getting sucked back under. (Unrelated personal confession: I have always, deep down, really wanted to be in a boat during a real storm at sea. The closest I’ve gotten is to be abord a (really shitty) cruise ship during a very minor storm at sea — swells of maybe 14 or 20 feet — and it was awesome. I stood on the deck the whole time.)
Anyway, as of last week, my last credit card was completely paid off. I’ve got student loans and a new mortgage, but that’s it.
Until next week, when I have to get another credit card to buy house-stuff with and pay some people working on the place. Sheesh!
Well, it’s a victory of sorts, so I’ll take it. I’ve always been careful with credit, but still, I’d love to have it all gone for once…it’s such a ripoff! And since I’ve been helping lawyers get people out of trouble with credit for a little while now, I just can’t forget what irrepressible jerks those companies, and the people they hire, can be. Not to mention how crappy and consumer-unfriendly all their company policies are — they’re kind of the poster-children of the Predatory Corporation. It galls me every time I give them money!
For a month or two, though, I won’t have to give them any. HA!
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If you don’t mind paying a little extra, and maybe never making it back, you could go deep sea fishing off the coast of Newfoundland during the hurricane season. I have family up there that fish cod, and I went with them one day and we had swells almost that big even though it was good weather. We were in a little 20 ft. boat with an engine barely strong enough to crest the swells. I didn’t think we would get back to land because the water was almost making it into the boat, but my uncle was laughing away, beer in hand, doing what he could to make the boat flop around even more. Don’t worry about drowning though, the water only kills by hypothermia:)
Hehe, your uncle sounds like my dad!
That sounds…wow. The only comparable thing I can think of is the time I walked all the way across a sizeable frozen lake, which I’d been warned not to walk across, and which creeeeeaked and snapped and generally scared the hell out of me every step of the way. Obviously I’m glad I did it, though. ;)
Hmm, thanks for the offer but I think I’d prefer to die in warm water. I hate being cold!