Saturday, February 1, 2014
I had business with the freshman class treasurer this morning. Routine matters, pricing of the Valentine's Day card sales.
Of course, since the freshman class treasurer is my wife, Susan, it was not that simple.
She had good questions, about her responsibilities, about my responsibilities, about what she could tell her friends and her relatives. I answered as best I could. I told her I would have to hold her personally responsible if knowledge of this... I want to call it 'matter', but that is avoiding it, even in my own journal. This marriage. If knowledge of this marriage got out, I would have to hold her responsible.
After all, only three other people at this school know about it - Myself, Warden Potsdam, and Miss Cochran, the most responsible acquaintance of hers that I could find at short notice.
Apparently there are rumors anyway, although they have no connection to either of us.
In other developments, apparently the younger Mr. Danson has found something better to do with his weekends than sit in a room with me watching over him. I fully expect it to be temporary at this point, but I hope it holds.