Happy happy

The good news keeps on coming.

Tucked into my door was a note from the apartment management. It’s a lovely “dear resident” note that says I have a credit of $145.20 on my account and to please deduct that from the August rent.

Hallelujah and holy shit. Seriously.

I don’t understand it, I don’t want to understand it — I just want to enjoy it. Maybe I can start working on the furniture fund, as I threw out a ton of it when I moved and just haven’t been able to save any money to replace it. Or maybe it goes toward a plane ticket somewhere. I don’t care — I’m just happy to be on what feels like a real winning streak.

Thank you God, Goddess and all the higher powers that are bringing me through this crazy time.

4 Responses to Happy happy

  1. Erica :

    Awesome! Now, do yourself a favor and don’t blow that money shopping.

  2. Sabre :

    I love it when that happens! Totally awesome 🙂

  3. Caterwauling :

    […] I’m going to try to catch a freebie yoga class on Friday, that is, assuming I’m out of work on time. I think I may blow my tiny windfall on some classes, assuming I don’t outright die at the first whisper of exertion. […]

  4. Connie :

    Damn girl! Looks like things are looking up for you!