Our landlords were kind enough to have a load of wood delivered to our driveway. I was going to start hauling it up the stairs and stacking it against our front door. However, on his way out to work this morning the Southerner begged me to wait for him. Apparently, stacking wood is one of those things men get their rocks off on. Who would have known.
Gearing up for winter
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