Growing up, I swore I'd never step foot in the real estate world—yet here I am, the Lead Analyst / Support Manager / Operations Extraordinaire (yes, that's my official, totally-made-up title) at my father’s company. Somehow, I’ve become the wizard behind the spreadsheets, the guru of agent support, and the keeper of client happiness.

Why do I do it? Because happy clients means a happy Ed. A happy Ed means a happy dad. And a happy dad means I get fewer “help me with this email” texts and more "check out this cool new recipe" texts at 10 PM. Win-win!

I am not a realtor (let's be real, you don't want me selling homes - I often trip on rugs). But if there is a problem, I'm the one working to solve it before anyone notices. Think of me as the ninja of operations - quiet, efficient, and sneaking around in the background making sure everything works like magic. Keeping Ed's "happy clients" stats in the green is basically my cardio. 

In my *free time* (which is mostly me pretending to relax while secretly checking emails), I am on a mission to resurrect my childhood figure skating skills. These days, it's less "graceful champion" and more "please don't let me become a human Zamboni". So, I've traded double axels for the noble goal of simply staying upright - which, come to think of, is a bit like real estate. Balance, grace, and the constant risk of wiping out and standing up over and over again!