The prospective landlord at the spot where we want to open our restaurant promised to phone if he gets a nibble on the storefront before Tom and I make a firm offer, but I don't think I gave him our phone numbers. Before we commit to rent, we have to get an engineer out there, to see whether we can convert the building to our needs within budget.

I'm continuing to knit an enormous pair of alpaca socks for Tom, since alpaca is so soft and nice when it's felted. I hope I have enough yarn.