Every so often, while I’m working in the workshop, I get this strange feeling like someone is watching me! Hmmmmmmmm . . .
I don’t think I’m imagining it. Someone IS watching me!
Oh no! Everywhere I look there ARE eyes following me!
And MORE eyes following me!
Then my wife taps me on the shoulder and says, “Did you forget that you work in a puppet shop again, dear?” “Sigh!” Yeah, every once in awhile, I have to be reminded of this strange, but wonderful reality. I build puppets for a living! It’s a way cool, childhood dream that has come true for me and is now my regular daily workweek. I actually have to pinch myself some days to see if this is all really happening or not.
Very fun, but strange profession at times. I still get a kick out of it when my adult kids tell me about one of their friends who asks . . .
“What does your dad do for work? . . . He does what?!?”