….she cannot let a log float by without wanting to corral it. Which isn’t quite true. Sometimes Sal can see a single log floating along and, despite her almost irresistible attraction, she can let it go. She often mumbles at such times, “If you love something, set it free.”
But NOT two logs! If there are two or more, the ‘set ’em free’ mantra is replaced with, “If one is good, two is better!” And off she goes in her little boat and we soon have another cluster of logs to add to the previous ones. Yesterday, we hauled up another batch of 10 logs. It was a hot day in July! It was in the 80’s(F), 26C. We were hauling firewood! What the hell?
I guess what I am really saying is that I have a problem with my wife.
Don’t misunderstand me, gathering logs is great fun. Woohoo. But one shouldn’t obsess, ya know what I mean? Seriously? Seen one log, seen ’em all. Having said that, we always need to lay in some wood for the winter and we have concluded that we need about 600 lineal feet of 1-foot diameter logs to fully stock the woodshed…..which, by the way, is fully stocked right now….. and we have probably 300 additional lineal feet of ‘piled high to get dry’ logs already up and ready for further processing (rounds and pieces)…..for the winter after next.
We could (jus’ sayin’) give it a rest….?
And now there’s a new exception to this minor complaint of a plethora of fiber riches…… a friend and neighbour has wrangled a dozen more logs for us and we are obliged to go get ’em. Soon is expected. These logs are different, however. This bouquet of logs from MB is for construction. I have to replace the posts at the front of the house that hold up the deck. The longest is 20 feet, the shortest about 16 (irregular topography). The original logs were installed by an amateur ditz who had no idea what he was doing (me) and they have deteriorated over the last 17 years to the point that they pretty much MUST be replaced within the next couple of years.
At my usual pace of getting things done, I need to start now as I only have a few years in which to do the chore.
So, we will go get logs by the bushel in a few days. We will collect, tow, wrangle and corral ’em. Then we will haul ’em up the hill. Then I will trim ’em and – this time – coat ’em in some kind of goo that extends their useful life. If I do not have some really good goo somewhere, I will use old motor oil and re-do ’em every now and then. One way or another those logs will endure holding up the deck for as long as we need ’em to.
And Sal will continue her collecting. I can see the headlines thirty years from now….RURAL HOARDING! Authorities answering a call off the grid, were shocked to find a huge log storage area apparently collected by ‘the local log lady’.
“Most surprisingly,” said Chief Johnson of the Coast Guard, “we found no cats! Go figure?”
Log Hoarding…. Lording?
Could be worse.
She could hoard empty cardboard Amazon boxes….like me.
You have a very complicated character, NonCon……how long do you keep your AMAZON boxes? Does this carry over to Pizza boxes? Shoe boxes? Have you considered talking with someone about this….? Are you just one step away from a fetish? Mind you, if you have a fireplace, it all makes sense. Otherwise…..
You NEVER know when you might need a box.
Usually just after you tossed them all out
Of course. You are right. What was I thinking? Sometimes you need a box and what kind of hell would there be without one? Same with jars and cans, too, right? So how big IS your storage unit, anyway?
Judging by the stairs in your previous post, you should be considering one of those stairlift thingys, or an elevator?
They keep me young….and, well, tired…..
My storage unit is full but I keep the flattened boxes at my warehouse to appease my inner origami.
Every so often a friend or worker pillages the pile for friends that are moving.
Or I put out a stack out for recycling….
I’m a cardboard addict.
Maybe I should fill them with split, dry wood and sell them on eBay……