The issue.
I love clothes…..I mean I really love them. Not like I love my son but I do love them. I especially love shoes. The touch. The smell. The feel. The styles. I think I’m about to have a shoe-gasm just thinking about them. My love for shopping and fashion is what got me in this crap load of debt that I am standing in now. How did that happen? How did something so wonderful as shopping get me in such a hellacious thing as debt? Not to mention that I have another mouth to feed. My son looks up to me big time and if he understood what debt was, he would say , “OOOOOO mama, look what you did! I’m telling my daddy!”
The history.
It all started when I started college back in 2000 and I got my first credit card. Now understand that the card was for emergency purposes and honestly, no one explained how credit actually worked to me. I was handed the plastic, told there was a $600 limit, and sent away to school. Now I’m from a small town that doesn’t offer a lot of options for shopping; just Wal-Mart, Cato’s, and Fred’s to get the hottest trends. So when I entered the “big city” (which I now realize wasn’t so big after all), shopping wasn’t my first drug of choice. But then I clicked up with some chicks that stayed in my dorm that turned me on to the joy of shopping and boy was I hooked. It was my new found addiction. OMG! New clothes. Looking sexy. Being envied. What more could a girl ask for? A credit card where the bill didn’t go home to mommy and daddy. But what was a girl to do? I had to get new clothes stat!
I thought fate was on my side.
Little tables offering free T-shirts, free pizzas, $10 gift cards, etc. started to fill the pathways to and from class. The only thing you had to do was fill out this lil’ ol’ application for a Visa, MasterCard, Discover, etc. Easy. I got a free T-shirt and a Visa card 2 weeks later with a $500 limit. Awesome! I maxed that sucker out in less than 2 weeks. That following week, I picked a new table and got a Discover card with a $1,000 limit. Jackpot! That was followed by another Visa. And last but not least, a MasterCard. I hadn’t even made it through my freshman year of college and I was already $7,000 in debt and I didn’t even realize it.
By my sophomore year, I was in the hole $10,000 on credit cards alone but my credit was still decent so I started venturing out and acquiring new debt like cell phones, personal loans, and I even moved off campus and got my own apartment (to grown for my britches). I thought I had it made until I was denied cable service. What???? That had to have been a mistake right? Wrong. That was when the real the world came tumbling down on me like shoes off the top shelf…… now I understand what TuPac was talking about in his song “Me Against the World”.
The realization.
I have now decided-after being denied credit so many times that I can’t stand it, realizing that I owe it to my son to get out of debt, and realizing that the economy is too damn bad for me to continue to keep putting this off. 2010 has to be a better year for me…..seriously.
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