Tonight, in a lengthy phone call, I bemoaned my fate to a trusted friend and valued adviser.
"If I could do anything, I'd get a PhD! But I can't!"
He paused on the other end of the line. I listened to the three year old toddle across the floor into a pile of blocks, watched my cat traipse across bookshelves.
"Why can't you?"
"Because everyone knows two-PhD couples can't get jobs in the same city."
"Who said that was a fact?"
A revelatory discussion ensued.
And suddenly, everything changes.
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Ooh ooh oooh.... this is the change you needed (maybe!) Oxford's almost central... very commutable. You could live with me, I have housemate issues!
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