Oh Day of Days!

It's a momentous day. Two things of note have happened here in the Potty household.

First - and probably, most importantly - Boy #2 went to the loo on his own. Without being told to. Without asking me to accompany him. Without making a mess all over the floor. I know he's been doing all this at nursery for some time now, but it's never happened here before. I'm excited about this. I mean, it's been a while coming, and we're not completely there yet, but hallelujah, thank bob for that (as Jo Beaufoix would say).

And no; I'm not changing the name of the blog. Not yet, anyway.

Secondly, I recieved my first ever cold hard cash payment for writing (non-blog, I hasten to say). It's not a lot of money, I have to admit. It didn't even cover today's supermarket bill. But it's something, and that is just fantastic as far as I'm concerned, as not so long ago I never thought I would get that far.

The question now is, what to do with it? Do I deposit it in my current account and allow it to sink without trace into the morass of bills, expenses, and more bills? Do I spend it on the Boys? Heaven knows that without them providing the inspiration and the opportunity I would never have started this gaffe in the first place. I could drink it, I suppose? (Although after last weekend, maybe not...) Or, do I mark the occasion, this first time (let's be optimistic here and hope that it will be followed by other cheques in the future), by using the money for something for me? Something that, every time I look at it, I can think, 'I earned that. Me. With my words, on a page (figuratively speaking, at least).'

At the risk of being accused of being selfish, that last one seems like the best option. (Especially since I just lost my sunglasses and this will be very helpful in replacing them...)