You gotta love synchronicity.
Regular readers know that, since there aren’t really a lot of trees in the high desert, I mostly use pallet wood and old lumber for my firewood. Last May during a cleanup job I had a bonanza of old lumber, which I started cutting into stove lengths this week…
I have an ancient Milwaukee Sawzall I salvaged from an abandoned RV. Had to clean out maybe a decade’s worth of rat excrement, but it works okay. Very powerful, but it gets hot very quickly. Even with gloves you can only use it for a few minutes at a time or it feels like it’s trying to scorch your hands. It’s been a year and I still remember.
Still that’s where we are on the job, so that’s what we’ll do.
And then what shows up among the care packages? A gift from big brother!
Oh, you can’t imagine how much I wanted one of these. Being cordless, now I can work where I store the pallets rather than having to drag them to Ian’s for the electricity. It’s much lighter than the Milwaukee, and seems to work just as well without raising heat blisters. This is gonna get a lot of use in the next couple of weeks.
Also what has come to be a monthly care package of goodies, which always brightens my diet. Plus you never know what weird thing is gonna lurk in the box. There was a koran one time, just because through a series of misadventures he found himself with a spare koran. Hey, it’s all good.
And Colorado Hermit hit me with two boxes!
And another box with canned meat…
Oh, yeah. Gotta tell you, I’ve been thinking a lot – as I always do, during winter prep – about 2008-2009, the Winter of Solitude, when I spent months freezing my ass off because the trailer’s furnace had died and eating “brown” food – potatoes, rice and oatmeal – just through sheer poor planning. I greeted Spring looking like an Auschwitz inmate because I’d pretty much stopped eating entirely. That was a long-ass winter, which I survived but have no desire to repeat. I’ve been sweating about money lately but not too much because my buckets are full and my shelves are filling – thanks again, – and food will get you through times of no money better than money will get you through times of no food. Once I get this thing full…