I did about five hours of work today; wrote letters thanking all the people who sent  cards, plants, and hams; talked to various people on the phone; and cut out the pants above from that pretty aquamarine linen.


I also knitted up another skein of tweed for #1 son’s sweater. House of Cards marathon and all. Macbeth comes to mind often. It’s the complexity of the characters as well as the desperate ambition and the depravity.

The coming week is not appealing; I have meetings and appointments every day. However, I did get a lot checked off last week and I’m feeling more myself. A couple of snow days helped.