Evey's Believe it or Not...

It's not the life that doesn't let me blog. It is the work. For the week and a half, I have had to take on management duties on top of my normal childrens and teen work. It has stressed me out something fierce.

I don't truly want to manage. I love doing the childrens work. But I am good at it. Or at least I think I am. I used to have my staff do anonymous evals on me and they said I was good too. I am good at picking out where I am not good as well.

I have always been able to see where I need some more work. I am a masterpiece... but only sort of. I am a work done by Leonardo Da Vinci... but at age 4 : )

There is a scene in Hook where they are trying to figure out Robin Williams character. One little boy takes his face and then smooths it all out and says "Oh there you are, Peter." I feel a bit like that today. Under this management, stressed out, sick with a cold, is me, Eve.

Married life is good. The one downside current is no license. I need it to come in so I can begin the name change. Otherwise, life that way is good. B. is just great. He let me sleep until 11 pm last night when I came home early with the cold. It did me a world of good. Though I have been having odd dreams. Last night, I dreamed that I was in Paris helping a friend with his grandmother's recipe for chocolate puffs. And there was some sort of conference going on. It was cool to walk around Paris with B.

Good day and bonjour!