spinster in the making

the weather has turned sour today, a nasty wind out of the mountains and cold rain. but that does not deter the french! in the streets, everyone is out walking and doing their regular daily shopping...baguette, cigarettes, flowers...mom and i included. i've taken up crochet again, after many many years...mom re-taught me a few nights ago, and i am off and running. i am so domestic, can you stand it? imagine the scene: glass of port on the table, dog at my feet, crochet in my hands, in my slippers by 9! and mom right next to me, doing The Jumble! is it possible that i am retired?