I got a job!

So me and Jack (tsk, Jack and I… I do teach English) are moving. I got a job! Huzzah! I’m high fiving and bumping cheats with you right now.
We’re moving to a place about 200 kilometres away, which is kind of scary. Scary in a good way, not Blair Witch Project kind of scary. So it’s onto another home, a new town, new friends, a new job and new arguments over whether we need a rug in front of the fireplace. Which we totally do by the way. It really ties the room together.