Luke woke up fairly early and we had breakfast before playing a little more. He had speech therapy this morning, which Liz was going to do remotely, so I said my goodbyes and headed for the Mountain. It was pretty difficult to leave, probably the most difficult it has ever been. The drive went fine and I arrived at the cottage a little after eleven. My dad was there and I did a little cleaning/organizing before heading to the house. There I started cleaning a little before my painter came and I got him started. I had to go out for a few supplies and returned to clean a little more before a guy came with a load of gravel. That was a pain to spread but it worked out okay. This evening was pretty relaxed, mostly just chatting with my parents.