A Watched Pot

If this were a novel, and I was the main character, which I am, more than halfway through my 14th Street & 7th Avenue baking/pastry journey, something should have happened to me by now. Like a collision with love, or career, or some kind of relationship or something, major or minor, to keep the drama going. I can extract details of my life to make them interesting or quirky or funny even, but if I step back and look at the bigger picture, at least right now, it's pretty slow going over here.