Last week, a trip to Derbyshire to help younger son and his wife with installing their new kitchen.
This week a trip to Oxford to do some jobs for older daughter and her family and some for younger daughter in her new flat. I think Ian should buy a nice white van and have it fitted out with his tools. This would stop us going through the process of packing the car, unpacking it and packing it up again only to unpack it when we get home. Beats the gym I guess.
It is very good to be able to help adult children like this, although it is Ian who does all the work if I am honest. I hang around making tea, carrying the baby or walking the dog, gardening if there is a garden.
Now weeks stretch in front of us with no long distance DIY. There is work to be done of the paying variety and lots of work in the house and garden too.
The garden is at that stage in the year when everything looks tired and needs revitalising. Veg needs to be sown into the beds which are being vacated by onions and early salad stuff. Pots are beginning to look thin and sad, except for the petunias which for some reason are fabulous this year. The nicotiana, which I normally love and would grow for scent alone, are thin and weedy and pathetic. They need to be taken out for the compost heap and something else which will flower until the frost put in their place. Some serious thought needs to be given to September and October. When the thought is complete, some serious action needs to follow.
In the house the kitchen is painted except for the ceiling. I never realised when I lived in 1930s and Victorian houses how much work there would be in painting a beamed ceiling. Maybe I could regard putting up masking tape as the job for August, yards and yards of the stuff up and down either side of the beams. Most of the rest of the work has Ian's name on it - plumbing in the sink, making a unit for fridge. Close your eyes and ignore the fact that the existing back kitchen has also to be refitted as a utility. One step at a time.
There are cushions to be made for the cottage.
There is my new resolution to take up running again.
There is our shared resolution to get out a bit as well and lift our heads from the compelling and beloved work of home.