{"id":20927,"date":"2022-01-19T14:22:12","date_gmt":"2022-01-19T21:22:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/?p=20927"},"modified":"2022-02-13T11:40:24","modified_gmt":"2022-02-13T18:40:24","slug":"jan-19-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/2022\/01\/19\/jan-19-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Jan 19 It’s All Wonderful"},"content":{"rendered":"

What a wonderful life I’ve had! I only wish I’d realized it sooner.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette<\/strong><\/p>\n

I am going out in a few minutes to gather snow. I don’t want to cut the last of my salvage lumber, once that is gone it’s gone.<\/p>\n

I will probably have to. As always, the cold Arctic air isn’t leaving as fast as they said it would. At least not as fast as I would like it to.<\/p>\n

Going to go put on my outside in 30 below clothes.<\/p>\n

I went out, gathered wood, cut wood until the chain snapped. Then I moved on to gathering snow.<\/p>\n

I brought all that in, stacked the wood, put away the sled and saw, put the snow on the woodstove, just before I checked to see if the last load of cat urine-infused wood pellets ignited. They did.<\/p>\n

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I decided because of the lingering cold not to start the gen. The rest of my day would be spent with Horatio Caine.<\/p>\n