this morning #700.

this morning, her poor, foolish soul actually believed that her fair credit rating was almost good enough for her to start purchasing excellent things. ever since she’d downloaded a credit rating app, she’d been obsessed with her progress. each day started with her checking it & adjusting accordingly. should she attend to other pressing aspects of her life with as much gusto? sure, but former familial financial trauma had skewed her priorities. today she’d risen to 668, right on the cusp of soon leveling up to a life ripe with easy auto loans & home loans & boat loans or whatever folks with respectable credit scores used them for. if she was being honest, she still wasn’t sure exactly what that was.