The Chest of Knitting Horrors^TM is now safely packed away into a public warehouse storage cubby, along with my entire yarn stash, (except for the Suede T still in progress) and I'm feeling at odds with myself over not having had time to knit in the past couple of days.  

Will I survive putting this place up for sale?  Will I manage to get everything clean and uncluttered by 4/12? Will finding termites, disconnected plumbing, and bare wire/knob style wiring in the new place crush our desire to shell out for it?  Will I spiral downwards into terminal knitting-withdrawal before I can reclaim my goodies from storage?  Will the Suede T ever be finished?

Who can say?  However I don't believe I will ever stop smelling Pine Sol...