I only got through about a third of the enormous pile of wood to be stacked yesterday. This had a lot to do with the fact that it was 79 DEGREES yesterday. What the hell is THAT about? In case you've never had the pleasure of carrying and stacking wood, I should mention that if one is not wearing gloves and long sleeves, one's arms and hands will get ripped all to shit. The "one" in this case being "me," of course, because I don't want to wear long sleeves to work when it's warm and humid. And now my forearms are red and angry.
However, it is much cooler this morning--I would almost say nippy--and is looking like a much nicer wood-stacking day. I'm going to try to finish stacking today so I can put the tarps on before it rains tomorrow.
It is also much nicer weather for canning pears and SURPRISE! I have a lot of that to do, too. I only managed to do seven quarts yesterday before my hand cramped up too much and I gave up. I fear I will have arthritis in my hands at an early age. But what's a little arthritis compared to home-canned pears in the dead of winter? Am I right? Right.
'Kay, I'm out. Peace.