I wondered what had eaten last week, but when I think about it, I suppose I could just be pleased that I am holding up as well as a I am.
We traveled somewhere around 1000 miles in the car. My back is still unhappy with me about this. Around 400 miles went toward visiting family, and there was much good in that, but we saw upsetting signs of declining health for someone else, and that was just sad.
There were medical appointments for Bruce, and that accounted for about 400 more of the miles. He is fine, but there is still more to go. The waiting room time went by so quickly that I only knit a few rows. Then we looked at cars, and that was mostly awful. I just have no interest in it unless it is time to get a car, but Bruce enjoys it, and we were in the neighborhood. However, there may be something good coming of that adventure, too.
As for the splotchy, I do not think I like what is happening with this Citron, so I am just going to have to rip it out and move on to something else. Then again, I am kind of unsure, so I am putting up this picture in a solicitation of opinions. The original intention was that this would be a gift, and it is possible that the recipient could see it, but if I do rip it, that does not matter, and there is also a good chance that she will not see this anyway.