Goya

This guitar was the one, a hand-made Swedish Goya guitar. But one hundred eight-nine dollars plus tax, on sale. And the holiday price expired on Dec. 31st. 
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I cashed in my savings bonds, robbed my scanty savings account, and brokered a small loan with my parents. 
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Goya was mine!

What a joy to begin the new year with a gorgeous, lovingly crafted guitar. Making time to do college class work would have to be my new resolution.
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All I wanted to do was practice, sing with this new accompaniment. What has taken you away from your "work?" How did the detour affect you?