One good thing to come out of it; all the closets are emptied of knitting supplies, etc. Now I have to clean the garage. My son-in-law, who is a neat freak, said I had better get rid of most of that stuff before he comes next time to help. He is getting me a new sump pump and my dear neighbor (the widower same age as me) is going to install it for me. Of course everything is just scattered everywhere and it looks overwhelming when I go down there and look around. Is it "wine o'clock" yet?