Confessions of a Full-Time Wizard
by Shelly Mazzanoble
The signs were all there.
He was distant, short-sighted, and noncommittal. He broke plans less than an hour before we were scheduled to meet.
When we did meet, he was distracted, as if he had at least ten other places he wanted to be.
"It's the new job," he emailed. "Just trying to catch up. I’ll see you next week."
As the holidays neared, I chalked up his apathy and absentmindedness to trying to tie up loose ends before we left for winter break. I played it cool, not wanting to add to the pressure he was no doubt under. Give him his space, I thought. We’ll be back on track after the New Year.
But it was clear. New DM was dumping us.
About the Author
Shelly Mazzanoble understands the true significance of "tying the knot." Yet she can’t quite contain her excitement over the prospect of getting silverware that doesn’t rust in the dishwasher and a coffee maker that doesn’t sound like a hippo eating a vacuum every morning when it brews.