{"id":21119,"date":"2022-01-30T10:11:30","date_gmt":"2022-01-30T17:11:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/?p=21119"},"modified":"2022-02-13T12:34:33","modified_gmt":"2022-02-13T19:34:33","slug":"jan-30-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/2022\/01\/30\/jan-30-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Jan 30 Memories"},"content":{"rendered":"

I have a two-story house and a bad memory, so I’m up and down those stairs all the time. That’s my exercise<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

Betty White<\/strong><\/p>\n

I missed placed my phone this morning. Finding it was an after coffee project.<\/p>\n

After an hour of looking, I found the phone, this morning I changed my routine, I started before sunrise. I decided I would need better light than my cell phone.<\/p>\n

I set my phone down in a place I never do. I took a portable light, so I could chop wood in the dark to relight the fire that I had let go out last night. An attempt to ration before the next cold spell
\narriving later tonight.<\/p>\n

I had to retrace my steps a few times and think about why I did the things I did early this morning. I checked all the rooms I went into. Nothing.<\/p>\n

I came back upstairs. I relived my walk downstairs early this morning.<\/p>\n

I had to put on my bathrobe before going down, because of the low ceiling I had to sit in my office chair to do that. I turned around in the chair and there was my phone on the shelf. Out of sight because of the back of the chair.<\/p>\n

I chuckled and grabbed the phone and started to type this.<\/p>\n

Early this morning, I was barely awake and concentrating on the task at hand, getting wood chopped to start the fire. My life in winter is centred on wood.<\/p>\n

Yup, should have combed my hair after shampooing in snow water.<\/p>\n

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Where did I put those scissors?😁<\/p><\/div>\n

Oh and getting snow. Heavy snow. I actually don’t mind getting snow.<\/p>\n

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80 pounds of snow<\/p><\/div>\n

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I decided to cut wood in the cold windstorm tomorrow. I really don’t why. Just didn’t feel like swinging the chainsaw today. I don’t feel like shooting dictators today either. So instead I am chopping wood, restacking and cleaning up chopping debris. I put 80 pounds of wet debris in the fire, I hope it burns.<\/p>\n

I looked at the forecast, looks like 30 cm of snow will fall Wed through Fri. My snowblower, still dead. I will worry about that later.<\/p>\n

I restacked my inside wood to get an idea of how I was doing.<\/p>\n

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It didn’t look like enough for two days<\/p><\/div>\n

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