Today was one of the days where nothing much was done by me, though I had a lot to do, none of it onerous. I just didn’t manage it. I slept well, so no excuse there, but heavy sleeping left me sluggish and slightly headachy. All the same, no excuse. I took Wink to the supermarket and did some housework, but nothing on The List. I have tomorrow morning to get the arse in gear, but no more time until Friday afternoon. At least one item is pretty urgent, but it involves a phone call and I made my month’s quota yesterday, in normal circumstances. I’m fine with answering the phone, but making the calls will never come easily. You’d think one would grow out of things like that.

The chimney is all done and the odd damaged tile has been replaced. Bits of lead have been renewed too. I mentioned the barns to be re-roofed. Guy says it’ll be expensive – yeah, I know. It hasn’t been done in all the time I’ve known this house. A lot of the guttering is broken down or missing altogether and it has to be metal. Most of the tiles can be reused and I’ve got quite a lot in store, but they must all come off, the roof timbers are an unknown and, obviously, new felt and battens. Spending the kids’ inheritance should be more fun than this. But caring for the house matters a lot, of course.

Anyway, I’ve written down the admin I need to do this week. 8 items, though one of them can be done later. If I do the rest, I’ll feel comfortable. If I do all of them, I’ll probably take to my bed for the next week.