This has been an interesting week for me with many epiphanies occurring. Some have been personal, some professional, but the most significant one is about me and my future plans for greatness. As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve thought about being a lumberjack (of sorts) where I go out into the forest every year and cut wood to be used as fuel to heat my house. Well, this past week may have slightly altered those plans.
First, I have to say, I really do enjoy my wood stove. It provides a ridiculous amount of heat and does a decent job keeping my house relatively warm (at least by my standards). The big drawback, however, is getting wood from the backyard into the basement where the stove is located. My current method of lumber delivery is to load up my arms with timber, walk down the outside steps, and stack everything next to the stove. It’s not the most convenient method but it’s the best I have right now. Well, this past week I realized a significant flaw in my system.
The day after transporting the requisite load of oak to get me through the week, I noticed a bit of discomfort in my lower back. In this instance, when I say discomfort, I really mean excruciating pain the causes me to lose the ability to bend at the waist. To make matters worse, a giant knot decided to form in the middle of my back as well. It’s like someone is beating me about the back with a broomstick only this broomstick is made out of pointy rocks and sized for a twenty foot tall person. Apparently my method of wood delivery may not be the most forgiving on my joints and muscles.
You would think I’d take this as a sign and do something about it. Well, you’d be wrong. I continue to use my current and foolish method to bring firewood into the house. I know I’m not doing myself any favors but I don’t want my house to freeze. It’s a vicious cycle and the outdoor temperatures aren’t getting north of about twenty. My new plan for heating the house is to hope for an early spring (not you Spring, the season).
First, I have to say, I really do enjoy my wood stove. It provides a ridiculous amount of heat and does a decent job keeping my house relatively warm (at least by my standards). The big drawback, however, is getting wood from the backyard into the basement where the stove is located. My current method of lumber delivery is to load up my arms with timber, walk down the outside steps, and stack everything next to the stove. It’s not the most convenient method but it’s the best I have right now. Well, this past week I realized a significant flaw in my system.
The day after transporting the requisite load of oak to get me through the week, I noticed a bit of discomfort in my lower back. In this instance, when I say discomfort, I really mean excruciating pain the causes me to lose the ability to bend at the waist. To make matters worse, a giant knot decided to form in the middle of my back as well. It’s like someone is beating me about the back with a broomstick only this broomstick is made out of pointy rocks and sized for a twenty foot tall person. Apparently my method of wood delivery may not be the most forgiving on my joints and muscles.
You would think I’d take this as a sign and do something about it. Well, you’d be wrong. I continue to use my current and foolish method to bring firewood into the house. I know I’m not doing myself any favors but I don’t want my house to freeze. It’s a vicious cycle and the outdoor temperatures aren’t getting north of about twenty. My new plan for heating the house is to hope for an early spring (not you Spring, the season).
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ouch...I think that is why people have children... to carry their wood. You should look into adoption or a baby-mama.
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