Progress continues on the blanket. Let's not dwell on it; it'll take at least a month to knit, likely much more. I am completing about a half-scarf's worth per day, which is my usual speed. The socks, and the sock-gauge scarf that I'm currently ignoring feel lonely.

My first night on CPAP was miserable. This is something that needs to be learned. Once the sore throat resolved, I was peppier than usual. I did four loads of laundry, washed the dishes, made the bed, pulled out a couple of dead shrubs and pruned a couple of live ones. That's more work than I've accomplished in the last six months. More than I've done in one day, anyway, and I still managed to do my ration of knitting.