I spoke to the woman that lives upstairs last night about my cats.

I feel cheeky asking her to look after them too many times as my mum bought me up proper like!!!

After having a really nice chat with her, I have agreed to pay her now to mind the boys for the weekend.

Now I am paying, I do not feel bad asking her and I am planning to have one weekend per month until September away.

She is well happy as she gets paid, I am happy as I do not feel like I am taking the mickey.

This is a double wammy, as know I am totally rethinking Duncan (my 1973 VW camper van!) and now I may keep him another year..... especially if I can use him once a month as it kind of justifies having him.

Now, finally, I can see a point to living alone, being skint and going through the last 12 months.

To just have something each month to look forward too has really lifted me, and made me smile loads.

Just really wanted to share my good news, and those that know me well, know how much this all means to me.

Thanks for reading and have a big smile for me!