Dr. S, as I've mentioned, has a one-year contract at Mountain U. (I am trying hard to be optimistic about us not being HOMELESS ON THE STREET after next year. "Don't worry", Dr. S always says, "your parents would take us in.")
The local transport company has a contract with Bicycle Company. Surely they should hire me at an exorbitant hourly rate, part-time, to solve all their bicycle-related problems!
(As I haven't yet sent them a resume, this is completely theoretical.)
But... Dr. S
And seriously. Three? No. NOOOOOO.**
And... maybe I need to go have a stiff drink and knit a sock and stop thinking about it. Because none of these things are getting decided now.
*By which I mean "I am completely miserable for 38 weeks straight."
**Your mileage may vary.