Getting there.

Knitting was fairly desultory yesterday.  

This is not uncommon after a big project is completed.  The burning need to knit will come back shortly.  For now I will be twitchy, roaming the house, looking for something.  I have no idea what, but it would be nice to use the time to do some of those things I should be doing.  I won't of course.  I never seem to get there, but wander aimlessly instead.  

I pulled out a puzzle.  Generally, I do puzzles in winter, but F1 is on their summer break.  Weekdays are broken up by Keith's comings and goings, but without the fun of the F1 race buildup and and the races, summer can drag. And this year, the kids are only coming a little bit.  A puzzle felt like a good idea.  

So there will be knitting.  There will be reading and there will be puzzling.  And can you guess the best part?  After the F1 summer break, it will almost be fall.  Sweater season.  The.  Best.  Time.  Of.  The. Year.