I've officially quit my crappy "new" job and it feels great. It hasn't entirely sunken in yet since Monday was Family Day, our newest provincial holiday. I suppose we and our group of friends have hit that time in life where we have to start looking at potential housing.

On Saturday, on a whim, we went condo-shopping with some friends. We went to look at some models which were still relatively in town. They were pretty nice, but entirely out of our price range. We've pretty much decided that condo-living isn't really for us, and that our lifestyle needs a townhouse or bigger. Unfortunately we can't afford anything bigger, so townhouse it is. The new developments in the Ottawa area (and I use that term loosely) are so far out that I would kill myself during the daily commute. We'd also never have any friends visit us.

We now find ourselves in a bit of a pickle. Our next best option is to dum-dum-dum....live in the "dark side" otherwise known as Quebec. Sure it's a whole 'nother province, but it's technically a 10-min walk across the river. Commute time would be comparable, just that we'd have to fight the bridges rather than the highways. We probably still wouldn't have any friends. But the same house would cost up to $100K less. We'll see how this pans out - the newsflash today is that they might start charging to see doctors and that Gatineau's ER service is the worst in Quebec.

Step 1 is to find a new job. Step 1.5 is to buy a lottery ticket and hope for the best.