Elvis has left the building

My editor left the site. It's not a bad sign for the site, actually we're doing very well. It's a good sign for him, he's going on to a better job, and a book deal to write a "How to" book. It does present a pickle for me, though. See, we only had three people here in the U.S., and he was on top. Now, he left, and I got promoted. It's great news, I've taken editorial control of the site, and it comes with a nice little bump, as it were. Still, it means I'm in charge, which is fine, but also that there's only two of us here. I liked my editor fine, he was a nice guy, and very knowledgeable. Not so, my assistant. She's not very bright, knows nothing about the industry, and isn't learning from her mistakes. I might have to fire her. I'm one of two people here, and I might have to can the other one. Ridiculous. I'll be hiring a partner soon, someone on my level, to cover different topics. Hopefully, she'll hate my assistant as much as I do, and she'll fire her. Maybe that will be a question I ask when I interview: "Are you willing to fire my assistant?"

Nadine and I just bought a house. I know, join the club. We bought a townhouse in Morris Township, which is a nicer part of Morristown, NJ. I'll be raising Jersey kids. We're closing at the end of April, but we're locked in now, so if anyone backs out, we sue (or get sued). It's a great house, and the owners are leaving behind a lot of stuff: top of the line appliances (incl. brand new washer & dryer), window treatments, suede sectional couch. Sounds great, but it's all cursed. The owners are divorced, very recently, and can't stand living together (obviously), so they're getting out. We got the couch because they couldn't decide who gets it, and they didn't want the hassle of moving it. Hopefully, the kids won't suffer the same fate, but I wouldn't mind if they left their dog, it's very cute.

I still don't miss teaching, but I miss seeing 100 people every day. Now there's just me and the assistant, and I think I mentioned my feelings about her. At least with 100 people, you have a pick of people you like and people you'd hit with your car if they crossed the street in front of you. Instead, I have but one.

I think I'll make plans to visit my old students some time soon.