A job offer came through. It's not settled yet - The Man will probably fly down to Invercargill to meet the company before it's all go, but... still. If all goes well, the move may start within weeks.
Which makes me giddy and somewhat tired to think about it at the same time.
Today I packed up our backyard climbing frame where kids have had swings and seesaws and such. I'm selling it to another family and won't be taking it to Invercargill with us - we can get something else once we're there. It's not a problem.
But the kids are not impressed.
Not impressed at all.