Fruits of an honest day’s work

Since I work mostly from home now, my goal for the winter is to not have to turn on the expensive gas furnace to heat the house. Instead, I'd like to use our fancy, high-efficiency fireplace. In order to do that, we need firewood.

The first year we lived in this house, we moved in too late to cut our own, so we bought some. Boy, was that nice. We opened the gate and a man unloaded a cord of cut firewood on the side of our house. Firewood done.

But we're all about cutting expenses these days, so this year we vowed to cut our own. Two weekends ago, Bill and some friends went up near the Fruita reservoirs and came back with a healthy load of wood ready to be split. Luckily, we don’t have to chop that wood by hand because we have our handy-dandy logsplitter (I would have probably been frozen solid if I had to depend on my ax chopping skills).

This past weekend, our dear friends took us to their property and helped up cut and split an enormous load of firewood. We should be set for this year and possibly next.

Check it out:

Two and a half rows, six-feet tall and about 10-feel long. That should keep the frostbite off this winter.