Daughter #1, the oldest one, that is, got a job.
Okay, it's only until the end of the year: but she's got a job!
My wife leaped into action when she heard the news, finding apartments in the town where our eldest will be working. The two of them have some possible places lined up, and will be going to look at one this evening.
After that flurry of activity, my wife said that she'd better get our daughter to do some of the particularly grungy jobs around the house before she leaves.
We love our daughter, of course, and will miss having her around: but the whole game plan was to get her out of the house, and now it's happening.