Devon Hunter

Back at Yule I wrote about a piece of jewelry that I was wanting to buy myself as a gift. I remember all the angst and inner turmoil (and guilt). It’s rather funny in retrospect, because as of yesterday I paid the balance in full. Those sapphires are mine, baby!

It feels so satisfying.

I’ve also paid a medical bill and a closed-out credit card to zero. There is light at the end of the tunnel, and (unlike Mariah Carey) I’m not worried that it might be a train. This means that the plan I put into place to pay off lower balanced accounts, piling up the minimum payments from them onto higher balanced accounts, and whittling those too down more quickly is working.

One setback: In keeping to my pay-off schedule, I’m defnintely feeling strapped for cash. However, it is worth it in the long run, despite feeling pinched in the short term. I’m a tad bedazzled by how quickly I may actually get out of this morass.

I need a good weekend though!! Wish me luck… I’ve got rent set aside, but the car, student loan, and a loan my last boyfriend screwed up are due by Monday!

(Oh, and now that Reginald is mine, I wear him with much more frequency.)

p.s.

Happy Beltane everyone! Spring is half over and the light has definitely returned to us!

I was obsessed with a piece of jewelry. I bought it, despite some trepidation and guilt. And I do not regret it at all, now that I can wear it whenever I want (though I generally reserve it for special occasions). I believe someone expressed the doubt that it looked like something a “grandmother” would wear (although, for personal reasons, I’m offended more that someone would use the term grandmother in such a way rather than for implying I’d look like an older woman).

At any rate, this isn’t a long, analytical post about the state of affairs of LGBTQ exotic dancers in Tibet. This is simply a light update, because I’m in need of some light. Heavy, heavy, heavy weekend. Not something I’m in a place to discuss just yet. Once I sort out my thoughts I’m sure it will generate some interesting material. Until then, I present you with Reginald, the homeless sapphires I adopted this past Yule. They have a nice weight, and the designed metal plate on the back warms up against my throat nicely. It’s almost like the enhancer nuzzles my neck. It’s a comforting sensation, and oddly enough I feel naked after I take it off, as if part of me is chopped off. Strange…

I’ve become obsessed over the last two weeks by a particularly beautiful pendant, which is set in silver and has an engraved back. It’s by John Hardy. The Naga Lava line is quite exquisite (click to enlarge). I love the alternating black and blue or red sapphires. I’m tired of this object invading my thoughts and my dreams. I’ve “decided” to splurge, even though I’m feeling stressed out about the potential later for money issues. I’ve replaced a large portion of my wardrobe lately (after not buying new clothes for almost 10 years I looked fairly ridiculous when I dressed in anything other than my gym clothes). Because of that I’m feeling a bit panicky.

However, it’s really pretty, plus it’s ON SALE! So although I know I’ll probably lament it later (but not too much, I hope), I’m going to go ahead and spoil myself a little this holiday season. Yes, I’ve just bought clothes, but those will end up lasting me another decade probably. HA! This will last even longer. I know it’s a superfluous purchase, but I’m tired of always being so practical. I’m the ant quite enough. I’m going to be the grasshopper for once. Besides I can put some money down on it, and pay off the balance in 12 months at 0% APR. How’s THAT for a nice deal?

Shit… I’m having a crisis over sapphires… I’m so gay. There will probably be a part two to this story… and a part three to this story as well.