The business has reached an important watershed - I've now signed up enough clients to pay my bills, which means I'm no longer worrying about how long my savings will last and whether losing the house is a serious prospect.
To be fair, I know that losing the house was never a serious prospect, if the business didn't work out I could easily just get another job and, if things ever got really desperate, Wife's family would help us out, which would be embarrassing but not the end of the world. All the same, by the time I was 16 I'd seen enough of bailiffs and emergency-housing offices to last me a lifetime, and the thing about being poor is that you don't ever forget it, no matter how far you've come, the paranoia never goes away.
But, for now, I've done enough to keep the wolf from the door. We're economising a little and Wife's working a few extra hours at the surgery; this is no bad thing because things have been going so well for the past few years that we've taken it for granted that we never have to worry about money. Doesn't hurt to remind ourselves how to stick to a household budget. Although hopefully not for too long.
So all in all I'm feeling a lot happier about the enterprise. The bills are covered, and now I can think about the bigger picture of how I grow the company instead of scrabbling to get whatever work I can. Hunting for fun instead of survival makes life a lot more pleasant.