Oh dear. Once my very dear friend wrote me a letter starting with such words: If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans. I think someone or something is laughing very hard right now. But all I can say is – it’s not funny. I don’t want to get in much details so long story short: we have to leave our sweet cozy house in one month. So instead of knitting and eating peacefully I need to search for a new house and hope that the baby won’t show up earlier.
So everything is pretty messed up. So the whole weekend we will have non stop marathon. Wish me luck. And to find a place like this: