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Years ago I always thought that my grandfather liked to putter around the house / cottage fixing and cleaning stuff all the time. My dad also does similar things, keeping busy all the time, always with the next job or eight in mind. They never bitched about the work that needed to be done, they just got to it. I thought that they did it because they loved it. I'm slowly starting to realize that they might not have loved needing to do things all the time - it was a necessity.
With a house there seems to always be something that needs a repair, to be cleaned, painted, replaced, wired, tidied, fastened or straightened. After having a house for less than 2 years, it's not something that I bitch about, just something that needs to get done and it's either going to be me or Laura to do it. I can see how after owning a house for a couple of decades it wouldn't even seem like work anymore, just something that needs to be done like making dinner or doing the dishes.
Today, on a gorgeous late summer day, I found myself puttering around the house doing things that needed to be done. It makes me feel like a Grown Up. It makes me want to go play with my lego.Posted by jim at September 12, 2009 07:02 PM