As a rule I hate tinking back colorwork but I am finding it strangely relaxing. I don't have to think. I just have to move my fingers around and then wind the yarn back up. This I can do. I'll have this done in no time.
Speaking of done, the blue Lana Grossa socks are finished. I have to pat myself on the back for these. Matching that gradient blue was a BEAR. The color shift is so subtle I had to get out my lighted magnifying lens to find it. They ended up being pretty darn matchy matchy if I say so myself. They are pair #4 in the gift box. I'm way ahead of schedule this year.
Even though they reported our first county case yesterday, I made myself feel a lot better when I took an actual head count of what I had stored away for meals and organized all my dried bags of beans. I also pillaged the soap room where I have some edible oils and milk powder stashed away. I should have enough to last a month if need be. It won't be good eats but there will be eats.