I hope everyone had a great Christmas/Hanukkah/Whatever You Celebrated This Year. Ours was really low key, very fun, and filled with a lot of love, but very little stuff. Progress? I think so. The only thing Ron and I missed was taking our yearly vacation, which we chose to forgo in favor of paying off more debt. We were definitely bummed, but I really look forward to NEXT Christmas when (fingers crossed) we will be debt-free, and have built up a ton of frequent flyer miles to spend. And let’s face it, with our crappy luck this year, it would not have been a surprise to go somewhere tropical and amazing and have it rain the whole time, or be hit by a freak tidal wave or something.
Oh, and speaking of luck, Ron and I both gave each other a bunch of scratch-it lottery tickets in our Christmas stockings, and one of the games was called “Lucky 7”. You scratch off your “lucky number”, and then scratch off a bunch of other numbers, and if one of them matches your lucky number you win the amount listed next to the number. I scratched off the lucky number on mine, and it was the number thirteen. I rolled my eyes and laughed and showed Ron. “Of COURSE it’s my lucky number,” I said sarcastically. “Because the year/number thirteen has proved to be so LUCKY for me.”
I ended up winning $2 on that ticket – and it was the only winning ticket I got this year.
Well played, Universe. Well played.