Well Myles has adjusted to all our household disruptions. He’s decided that the chair and afghan are his. I keep finding him napping all comfortably tucked in by the Christmas tree.
I’m feeling at loose ends. I haven’t knit in days. See, my favorite place to knit was in bed in front of the tv but we’ve moved the bed upstairs and that room has no tv. I don’t feel comfortable knitting in the living room. The light is wrong and I just can’t get the rhythm. So I haven’t been knitting. Maybe I’ll cast on a sock or something. Maybe not.