Vacation's over. I've got some big choices to make and I think we'll both feel better once I've made them and put all the uncertainty behind me. We both deserve to know what I'm doing.

I want to sign that contract extension. And I want to buy a house. It's the perfect fucking house. It's a 20-minute commute from work every day and it has a bar.

But before I do either of those things, I want to discuss these major life changes with the people who probably should know that I'm talking about signing a contract extension and buying a house. This isn't just about me anymore. I have other people to take into consideration now, who have things that they want, too. That matters.

I'm not that 24-year-old kid anymore. It's time to face that fact. And it's time to get back to work.