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Mid-week mumble...

Just checking in because I haven't posted in a little bit. Nothing much to report I guess, or maybe just nothing I think would be scintillating reading.

I had my contract renewed. So, that's another 12 months. Still not permanent, but I'll take 12 months over having to look for another job, just yet.

There was a really good NDIS advocacy job going, working on policy and working close with government. I guess I could have gone for it, but I want to get more than 12 months in one position onto my resume.

Also, I don't know if I want to continue to work in the disability sector. I love advocating, and I love the networking with people who really want to make a change in other people's lives for the positive, but, I don't know if I want to do this long term.

That being said, with the government releasing a whole bunch of free TAFE courses, one of them being in disability services, I'm tempted to maybe do that to flesh out my resume a bit more. Still, I should probably look for sideways moves for long term job satisfaction, though.

Dave and I are talking about moving. I definitely want to move. I've had it with not having a dishwasher (or rather, hoping Dave will actually do the dishes properly from beginning to end), and I'm done with electrical outlets not working, the light socket in our bedroom and the laundry not working, the airconditioner in our bedroom not working, the kitchen cupboards falling off, the front fly screen door jamming, the tiles in the bathroom coming away on the walls and the floor, the toilet seats being detached... And most of all the cold draftiness in winter!

It'll cost about $150 more a week and that would not guarantee a four bedroom place, so then two of the boys would have to share, and believe me there is already a revolt being planned for that scenario.

Dave is convinced that if we move into a smaller place, something with happen to his mother and she will have to come and live with us.

Also, looking, applying, packing, moving, unpacking. Dave is just over it. He thought this would be our last rental place, and that there would only be one more move - into our own house.

I don't think that is happening anytime soon, and I don't want to put up with living in an increasingly decrepit house.

In either case, we don't have to make a decision until the end of September, maybe after another cold winter, Dave will have warmed up to the idea.

Everything is going well with the kids. Erik and Luey are going to their first concert together tonight. All growed up - I knew we'd get there one day.

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