Tomorrow is payday.
Three years ago, I would have spent the last few days scrounging for spare change among the couch cushions, scrambling for odd jobs, etc - anything to make it to payday without having to skip too many meals.
Today I look at my bank account balance and see that I have money in my savings account. None of my bills are past due. I'm not afraid to see what came in the mail. I don't dread answering the phone.
So I'm feeling pretty good this morning.