As my readers know, I believe that hard work is a path to health and energy. I wrote about this once before, but I was thinking about is recently as I accomplished some important objectives last week in anticipation of the arrival of cold weather.
Weeks ago a friend of Abby’s moved to a new location, one where she didn’t need much of her yard stuff, and gave a lot of it to us. It included a number of cinder blocks and paving stones, as well as some lumber, patio furniture and accessories, and fencing. The move happened sooner that we expected, so in only a day we brought all these materials home in the bed Abby’s pickup and unloaded in a haphazard manner in the carport of the shed.
In addition to that, the leftover lumber and materials from construction of our front and back decks had been piled there as well. A mess had taken shape.
I spent all of Monday last week moving, painting, pulling nails, organizing, and taking one wheelbarrow load after another of items to the burn pile to be burned. By the end of the day, my energy level was through the roof, and wanted to do more, but it got dark.