All Tangled Up

Sorry, today I don’t have any knitting updates to share.  Nor do I have anything particularily clever to say, or a funny story to share.   

The truth is, I haven’t knit a single stitch in a week now.   My precious knitting bag is packed up and hidden in a huge floor to ceiling stack of cardboard boxes sitting in my mother in law’s living room.   You see, it was only supposed to be packed up for just a few hours, to keep it safe as it made the journey from our city condo to a beautiful new home just a little bit north.  A beautiful new house with plenty of room for a sewing/knitting room and plenty of room for our daughter to run around in.  I won’t go into all of the gory details – its quite the stressfull, crazy, unbelievable story -  but in a nutshell, at the very last minute we didn’t get the house.  And I really mean the very last minute.  All of our possessions were loaded onto the moving truck with absolutely no where to go.   Thankfully, we have a wonderful caring and supportive family who took us all in at the last minute and thankfully today things are looking a little brighter – we may get the house after all.    Its good to know that there are still  people you can count on, even amidst those that let you down big time.  Those that care what happens to you, your family and your child even amidst those who don’t care enough to pick up the phone and say sorry I let you down.  Thank God for *real* family and Thank God for the kindness of strangers.