All this time on my own does make going out mighty difficult, so I've been getting in some really solid knitting time.
I'm on the body of Baby Cables...and I'm still in love with this sweater. The Zara is squooshy, the pattern is fun and mindless (because I got no energy for thinking once the kids are in bed) and this is turning into a very wearable nice looking sweater.
If the part does come in, he may just stay a bit longer. I'm not really liking either option... So I'll just show you another photo of my gorgeous WIP.
Back to it. I rented Michael Clayton and could watch half of it tonight if I don't crash in front of the tv.