I don't think I knit at all yesterday. I was gallivanting.
My second son took possession of his house yesterday and I am so excited for him. And me! It will be my next move and will be my last with a little luck. Or at least, the last for many years.
Plus, there is a garden. I will have a real garden, not huge but a garden. And manageable flower beds that are well filled and maintained. The only thing it lacks is that it faces north and south with only one bedroom window east. I won't have my morning light pouring in, but that's ok. The trade off is that the living room ceiling has a light. And fan, but the light is so much a bonus to me. No more feeling like I am working in the dark. The living room will be more or less my territory and it will be a fine stdio/study/library.
And closets! Tons of closets. Darn. I hear little people. I must get a move on. The short people are hungry.