{"id":25032,"date":"2023-03-08T07:40:53","date_gmt":"2023-03-08T14:40:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/?p=25032"},"modified":"2023-03-08T17:26:47","modified_gmt":"2023-03-09T00:26:47","slug":"mar-8-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/rodbinder.com\/journal\/2023\/03\/08\/mar-8-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Mar 8 Long Way"},"content":{"rendered":"

Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Robert Frost<\/strong><\/p>\n

The odds were against me before I got out of bed. It was a chia seed morning, an urgent one. Them that has experienced that, know.<\/p>\n

For the fire, 5 feet of rough 2×6 lumber.\u00a0 That made three pieces of wood, then rendered into very chunky kindling, started with one piece of pissed on cardboard.<\/p>\n

Somehow that worked out. With the help of a little plastic.\u00a0 The real question where was the kettle or water for coffee, and cats coming from, nevermind the next loading of the fire in ten minutes.<\/p>\n

That answer hasn’t changed, outside. After all it’s only -20 out there.
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I made the trip, dug around in the woodpile until I broke my old splitting maul. It took that breaking before I would admit it. There was no more wood in there.<\/p>\n

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No more wood<\/p><\/div>\n

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The last of it.<\/p><\/div>\n

As I was bringing in my harvest, I noticed a wierd pillar of light where the sun should be.<\/p>\n

I know my cell phone camera might not do it justice. No I don’t think it a biblical message, or a sign of the zombie apocalypse.<\/p>\n

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Today was change the oil in the gen day. I decided to do it later when the oil was warm.<\/p>\n

Before then coffee, breakfast, then rescue John Marsden from jail.<\/p>\n

At sometime I would need to make tracks tracks in the deep snow to the next source of wood. Man that was a long way from the door.<\/p>\n

I just scaveged for wood indoors, I found one maple log 5 inches in diameter 30 inches long. I sawed that in half and split it.<\/p>\n

That gave enough wood for the afternoon, but not much longer<\/p>\n

i was tuckered out from the effort. I am sitting in the new chair. It is not comfortable. I searched Amazon for a 4 inch memory foam that might fit.<\/p>\n

The cheapest way to buy was a queen size piece 2 inch. I needed 23.5 inches wide\u00a0 80 or so long. With a box cutter I figured I could cut 2 pieces to size. And have enough left to make a pillow. Problem solved.<\/p>\n

I was also concerned about urgent trips to go pee. I have an enlarged prostate. When I need to pee I have ten seconds. I solved that too. I ordered a pee flask with hose.<\/p>\n

Soon I would design a laptop stand so I could work at my chair. Although I was quite low on project wood. That kept me warm the last two winters.<\/p>\n

Went through the deep snow to find wood. Most of it frozen in solid ice. I found two full 2 inch x 12 by 12 foot boards. It took prying with the big crowbaw to get them out.<\/p>\n

With eyes bigger than my muscles I tried to haul both of them through deep snow. What was I thinking. I got one inside my garage but could go no further. It was too big. Besides my heart rate was at 129. It was a good time to get a saw.<\/p>\n

I cut it in half and brought half in. I cut one piece off of that and that was all I could do.<\/p>\n

My heart was pounding. I was breathing heavy. My pulse is down to 117 but that wasn’t enough.<\/p>\n

Down to a 100 now I needed to cut one more\u00a0 piece then those needed to be split into smaller pieces.<\/p>\n

I cut two more. Soon as I rest a bit more I will split those and restart the fire, or maybe wait a bit longer. Oh oh I think one of them read what I was typing. They are hinting.<\/p>\n

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Start the fire now please.<\/p><\/div>\n

One thing for sure my lungs are not working like they should. I made two more cuts.<\/p>\n

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I tried to cut slow and easy. My pulse is still at a hundred.<\/p>\n

I needed that to come down more. I am horizontal now,\u00a0 it was the only way my pulse rate would drop. After laying down for twenty minutes it’s down to 80 beats.<\/p>\n

I still need to retrieve my gen. I have a game downloading\u00a0 finished in 5. I will go then.<\/p>\n

Will I retrieve the 12 footer I left out in the snow or the six footer in the garage, or even change oil today? Probably not.<\/p>\n