Facing the day

My life as a poet seems to be on hold because I'm distracted with, well, life. My assistant resigned 2 weeks ago and her last day was supposed to be this coming Friday. She went out with a bang yesterday and tried to take me with her. I'm going in today to face the day and see how much damage control I have to do. I really hope everyone understands the vindictiveness of this person and believes what I know to be the truth... On a positive note, another friend and I made up after the announcement that I officially have the job so... hopefully all is good.