Guess what?

Every year (for the past three) on the first day of Spring Break, the Husband has gotten a letter from our school district saying, "Thanks but no thanks for next year" meaning he was always getting a one-year contract. Every year. Which basically means he's constantly applying for his own job again, each year in August and we're never sure what will happen and if he'll have a job and if we'll have enough money. It's a long story about why this was always happening to him that I don't want to go into on this here internets but that's not the point.
The point is. . . . . today he got his continuing contract, meaning he's good to go and officially has a job with the district, for more than a year! YIPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE