Yesterday morning, I uncovered the pilfered pile and found only this:
|I swear that pile was like 5' tall !!|
It was interesting to see exactly how much wood we went through those cold eleven days. The wood was stacked about 4' high on the pallet so I guess I could measure the pallet and figure out how much of a cord we used. But even if I knew how much we went through in eleven days, those were really, really cold days for us here so it's not like I can simply extrapolate the days of winter / known wood used and figure out what we'd need for an entire year. The wood pile is pretty impressive (not Mama Pea Wood Pile impressive, mind you) so I'm sure we have enough for the year, and there are still tons (literally) of logs that need sawed up and rounds that need split.
I guess my exercise routine is going to be wheel barrowing and splitting. Beats feeling like a hamster on the treadmill I suppose.
If ONLY she's get her butt on the wood splitter. I'm the one dozing trees, limbing them, sawing them, splitting them and stacking the wood. I buy that expensive contraption so she doesn't have to split logs by hand and she still refuses to spend more than a half hour on that thing. And you can even sit down and do it!