I started this project, literally, with nothing.
There's enough house money (barely) for the mortgage and bills, but for precious little else.
So I had just spent the last four bucks and change I had in cash by dumping it into a random veteran's can outside Sam's Club and hurrying away, too embarrassed by his effusion even to accept the crépe paper flower he was trying to press into my hands.
I donated the last $10 in my Mad Money bank account to sponsor RonMon's forthcoming attempt to make it through a hundred holes of golf in the middle of June.
Yesterday, I built and began populating this blog.
I was out of money, but I was beginning to stop thinking only of myself, which was my goal.
I still have no money.
But I got to spend yesterday afternoon with a dear friend who treated me to dinner (and ice cream), and today, not only did I find out that I sold another copy of my book, but that it had been bought by one of my favorite authors, and he sent me an email telling me nice things about my writing, which has cheered me up immensely.
I'll take it.