Embarking on the Next Renovation Project

OK, it's time again.  We're remodeling another room in our 100 year old farm house.  At one room per year, we should be done in 2020.  And I bet someone will think that it's time to remodel something then.  The never ending home construction project.
This time, the room that was originally a back porch, and became a kitchen in the 1930's and was remodeled into a modern kitchen in 1977 will now become the Master Bedroom. 
Within the scope of this project, there's also a tiny 3/4 bath that will magically become a Master Bath, complete with (His) zero entry shower and Handicapped Prepared fixtures.  Maybe the (Hers) big Whirlpool tub I got at a Habitat Restore a couple years ago too????  The Laundry gets some new hookups and relocated.  And the (His) Master Closet will merged with the Laundry some how, some way.  The Master Closet has to have enough room to have a (His) bench in it to sit on while getting dressed.
At one time, up to the 1977 re muddling, there were three really large double hung windows in this space.  1977 brought those to their knees, and replaced them with little 2' x 2' double hungs that have those springs in the sides...  Hard to operate and noisy when you can get them to move.  So, they've been on my hit list for a long time.  Oh, and there's always been a window between this porch cum kitchen and the dining room.  Interesting for a kitchen, not so much for a Master Bedroom.

Wish us luck, and put the marriage counselor on retainer.

DH still doesn't get it....

He still doesn't get that handling yarn, knitting, winding, moving around doesn't mean that I'm not listening to him. 
Really, I do listen.  It's a no-win.  If I freeze and quit moving while listening, I obviously seem too "struck" or "deer in the headlights".  Looking directly in the eyes is confrontational.  Not looking in the eyes is ignoring.  Talking; I say things that come out in ways or are heard in ways that I didn't mean.  Not Talking; not good either.  Walking away - really not good.
"Is knitting really more important than this?"  What?  No, haven't you been paying attention?  Knitting helps me listen to "this", whatever "this" may be.  Just because I pick up the knitting laying on the table does not mean that I'm going to stop listening.  This is one difference between men and women that I will freely embrace and champion.  It has finally become obvious to me that a male working on a project is totally focused and cannot be bothered by anything in his surroundings.  Women do it all the time!
Knitting is my focussing, centering behavior.  Like kneeling can focus prayer.  Like standing can focus attention. Like facing the speaker shows respect.  Like stop, look and listen.......
In a class, lecture or sermon, is knitting any different than doodling?  Doodling can be misrepresented as taking notes, and is therefore more acceptable.  In A Tale of Two Cities, Madame Defarge was believed to keep a record of wrong-doers in her knitting.  Why can't I?
Yes, I will admit that I have met women that get so absorbed in their knitting or needle-craft that they tune out all other activity.  I think it's frequently called "being in the zone".  And there are some crafty activities that do require total concentration.  But plain knitting isn't one of those times. 
So, if you really want me to listen to you, hand me that baby hat project.  Or the dishcloth project.  Or maybe even the socks.