Today was a very momentous day. I fished out my chequebook (last used in 2004 following the downsizing of my handbag) and wrote out a cheque for almost £600. Yes! I've finally raised the deposit for my coaching course.
I've sold half my life on Ebay, raided every coin jar and money box in the house and searched behind every cushion on the settee.
I think I may have to beg, steal and borrow to fund the balance - I need to pay it by the end of this month.
I wrote out a very nice little letter, popped it into an envelope and strolled down to the post box with His Royal Doggyness. I hesitated for a few seconds before slipping the crisp envelope into the post box. I asked myself if I was sure. I have no doubts that I am doing the right thing and let go of the envelope.
His Royal Doggyness looked up at me strangely wondering why I'd stood still and we carried on our way to the meadow. No going back now!