The log pile is for bbq'ing, not heating the house...
Well, cut it up and invite a brother up for BBQ!
Never know from one day to the next where I'll (we will) be or what I'm ( we will ) be doing.
Fire in the pit with a slab of meat on the rack is an impromptu event.
The log pile is anger management for me Paul...Head down, don't want to see or talk to
anyone until I feel better.
Cut a tank through the Stihl, stand logs on end, grab maul and swing away. 2 hours of non-stop
exerting myself usually helps cleanse my head. Laurel knows not to come to the wood pile when I'm
out there....
Couple more weeks and the doctors will be trying more injections in different nerves.....still in search
of where all the pain is stemming. All of these nerve blockers I am taking are really fvcking with
my head......Splitting the logs is helping me split the demons gathered up there.
Nothing personal but, I'm not doing good associating with people.....
