Irony and Truth in blogging

So, this morning I awoke thrilled to discover that after 7 hours, being awake with my early rising daughter and not having yet gone out, my little puppy had not had any accidents. Yay, Chewie! (Yes, crazy as we are, we have decided the pup stays with us. He is just too sweet.) So after putting him out, grabbing some coffe, and letting the happy-to-see-mommy little pup back in, I gathered my MS3 shawl and sat down to relax and knit a few rows. I was pondering the idea of a life line. Is this truly necessary? I mean, after all, the stole is knit entirely row by row, and when I get to the end of a row, if my stitch count is off, I just tink back until I find the mistake, which I have done successfully a few times. No big. I couldn't see any need to rip back row after row. And then I saw my little pup, starting so lovingly from the end of the couch.
"Hi, baby."
"Yip!" (unusual, he rarely barks?)
"What puppy?"
"YIP!"
"What...?"
And that is when it happened -- he leaped across the couch, over the sleeping Ta-shi, onto my lap and off again, dragging with him my stole, which was in the middle of a row! Oh, the carnage!
I now have this


and will try to determine where in the chart this has dropped to, and re-knit just this section. It only looks to be about 3 or 4 rows, so wish me lick. (And Murphy, you can feel free to move on now. Your job is done here.)
Now for true confession time. I have been lamenting the state of my house for some time. It is embarrassing. Horrifying. And, quite frankly, debilitating. THIS is my "work area" more commonly known as a dining room.


I have kinda outgrown the space, don't you think? So I am working on this...

Wet sanded the plaster yesterday, will prime and paint today, then lay the peel and stick floor. Hubby will be finishing the electrics and then put up the accoustic tile ceiling. (Normally,not my first choice, but they are cheap and quick, and it is only a workroom.) Lilah will reside in the far left corner (where all the junk is right now); the oil tank will be blocked by a room divider. This wall,

will be lined w/ shelves;
this will be the sewing area

a long counter will line the left hand wall and in the center will be a long thin island.

My kids are already in monster-mode and it is only 8:30. Not sure how well that bodes for getting work done today. Hmmm...maybe I'll put them to work! Wish me luck!