Ever since coming back from my guilty Vietnam trip, things have not been going well.  The landlord hasn’t signed the sublease agreement and I was back to working on the contracts.  Kelley was not happy about the changes in the terms I promised (or we assumed).  And coming up with a name for the B&B has been like pulling teeth.  I realize that part of the reason for the difficulty was that I haven’t found its personality yet — and I’m a bit worried that I myself do not match the 5-star high-style decor that Don seems to be shaping towards.  This is back the question of identity, and there’s really no escape in it.  I’ll have to figure that out for myself eventually.