First it was horrible cold temps, then it was a couple of blizzards, then it was a bad back, then a bad head cold, and then some heavy rain.
Today, with it only misting outside, I decided I really want to get going on wood selection for the bed I want to start building next week.
what a pain.
this is alot of labor in my small cramped garage.
I have 20 species of wood all piled on top of each other, shorts, wide, narrow, long, whatever, its all mixed up and the time has come to sort through it.
I knocked myself out after 3 hours.
Then I got smart, cause old men are supposed to use more than their muscle, sometimes their brains, or what little I have left of one.
I contacted my niece, whos still in high school.
I asked her to find me some help today, one strong kid to help me lift and move a ton of wood.
So it turns out her bf, a college freshman will be here by 2:30, and ofcourse, I will pay him for this heavy work.
Just shooting the breeze with the old guys that will understand. Its backbreaking labor, look at this mess.