A couple of weeks ago, a cord of wood was delivered to my driveway. As daunting as it was, it reminded me of this post. As we are re-blogging posts that still resonate for each of us this week, I couldn’t resist looking back at this one. And–that new cord of wood–it was 2.5 hours of stacking! My partner turned out to be busy with phone calls all morning. Once I got started in on the task, I just couldn’t stop. Yes, I’m one of those people who can get obsessed with finishing. I’m not good at, “Oh, I’ll just do a little of this at a time.” So, this year, there wasn’t any question that my wood stacking was it’s own workout. Except … I’d already gone skiing before the cord arrived. Sigh. It’s been two weeks and I think I’m still recovering!
