Why, oh why

 This morning I decided to tackle the darn cardigan again. Knit one front blend first, started the second one but wanted to finish the left front first- it was up to the arm hole only. When up to the neckline I did a stitch count and found out that I had four stitches too many. Counted again, counted the other front- problem not solved. Until I realized that I forgot to decrease those four stitches when doing the armhole, so back down to it it was- this cardigan will be the death of me! So much time wasted already!
I did a quick cream of garlic soup with croutons for lunch, since hubby had bought way too much bread for Halloween. Blessedly I always cook for three people (hubby loves a repeat in the evening). This time daughter ate the rest- she snowed in in the afternoon, to take off with my acrylic paints she needed for a birthday project. Well, she will return tomorrow morning, to eat more of the cake I baked. When I started with the pear cake I noticed two things- hubby had eaten two ot the five pears I had put aside. One had turned rotten. I had to substitute with apples. The cake turned out acceptable, but definitely won't get a repeat. Sponge cake with oil is not my thing, but I forgot to take the butter out of the freezer.
In the late afternoon I met up with sis and BiL at the cemetery. Parking situation there is so bad that we decided to cancel the meeting for All Souls' Day and bring candles to the family grave today. Mum and dad won't mind, I'd say. Grandpa even less. The only thing he might complain about is that once again I did not bring him his beloved cigarettes. He smoked at least one package a day up to the day he died...