Wood Re-Stacking

I’m a good boy! Okay, I’m a good old man. I was out at 5:30 to water all the garden beds. I finished at 7:30. I’d finished my most important work for the day before most of my neighbours were awake. I feel good feeding my floral friends. When I was done, it was time to do the dishes and then to enjoy a lovely morning soak before taking Her Highness for our morning walk. Then we went to Sarah’s place for a grooming. She’s going to look lovely for Steve’s visit.

I dropped her off, stopped at the village to pick up a prescription, and then I came home to get started on toting wood. I wanted to clear the main part of the floor of the shed, so that when Eoin comes, we can get close to the part of the woodpile that is being held up by my kindling wood. 

I’m afraid to remove the kindling wood because the big wall of large pieces behind it will fall onto me. That’s why I want Eoin to help me strategize how to get it all to collapse without getting hurt. Once it’s down, I can re-stack it all. I don’t want Eoin to stack wood, just to help me collapse the dangerous part.

I got started at around 9:15. Thankfully, it had clouded over with thin white clouds, so I was not dripping with sweat when I came in for a break after stacking for half an hour. By then, I had almost all the wood off the floor and re-stacked in the shed. 

I had a short break, during which, I put my massive throw into the washing machine and then got back to work on the wood. I wanted to get all the wood stacked so that all Eoin and I had to do was somehow remove the kindling and let the wood behind fall—unless we could push it back into position somehow. Anyway, I’m just glad to have someone to help me strategize how to deal with the leaning tower of wood.

During my second break, I hung up the throw to dry on the line, and I put my electric blanket into the sink to soak. It was filthy, thanks to Sheba. And I called Eoin to cancel his visit. I’m confident that I can restore order on my own. I went back to work for a bit, re-stacking more wood, and then I headed back to Sarah’s to pick up Sheba. Before I left, I put the electric blanket into the washing machine on the gentle cycle, and then, when it was done (it took only ten minutes) I laid it out to dry on the dining room table.

I picked up Her Highness and came home to feed everyone, and then I took the hammock in so that it wouldn’t get wet if it rained, and I cleaned up inside the house a little. After that, I got onto the chaise to do some reading. I felt fabulous because the wood problem was solved, all the beds at Pinecone Park and at Pete and Ali’s were watered and with the overcast skies, the water would not evaporate quickly. I could chill for the afternoon. What joy!

Late in the afternoon, we went for our afternoon walk. She wouldn’t walk at Ricki Ave. Trail, so we went to Rollo Park where she is always willing to walk, perhaps because it’s a short walk there. Refusing to walk is becoming something she does more often. It could be her feet are sore; it could be the heat. I’ll just have to see how things go.

As we drove home, it started to rain. It was real rain, too, but it only lasted for five minutes. Still, it was rain, and as I went to bed, I hoped that there would be more in the night.

When we got home, it was the usual: dinner and a movie. Except there was one BIG difference: thunder. Lots of rain and lots of loud, rumbling thunder.

Today I go hose-free. There was more than enough rain to soak the garden beds and it’s still spitting this morning. Plus, it was cloudy all day yesterday, and it’s going to be cloudy and wet today. And that’s perfect because I have (paid) SPACE homework to do. Today is a perfect day for indoor work.

The coming week is going to be mighty hot. I am going to be on watering duty every day. Sigh.