My Mom always said that when we got home from family trips as kids. Actually, it wouldn't surprise me if she still says this.
We had a great time away. We packed up the cats last Saturday, and headed up to the cabin. Stu had to work on Monday and Tuesday, so I actually spent nearly 3 days with only the cats around. I survived on hotdogs and pancakes.
I spent almost the whole time listening to podcasts and knitting. I finished a pair of plain vanilla Yarntini socks in the Boardwalk colorway. Stu saw the colors and said they were the perfect color for me. I agree. They also go with my favorite pink crocs.
I used one skein, and 2.5mm dpns. I wish I had such a beautiful setting to take pictures at home.
Interestingly, our cabin is on a small (4 acre-ish) privately owned island (luckily my in-laws are the owners), so I really did spent a few days stranded (Stu had to take the boat back to Vancouver) on a deserted island.
Tomorrow I'll share with you what I brought when planning to be stranded on a deserted island, as well as my favorite new (to me) podcasts.
Not only did I arrive home with a new pair of socks, but I also have a nice tan, and my hair is totally bleached out. I look like I've been on vacay.
PS. The cats had so much fun running around from dawn til dusk. I felt terrible having to bring them home to a one bedroom apartment. They seem to be adjusting though. Lots of sleeping (I think they're still tuckered out from all the travel).