So here’s the deal, we bought a house (if you missed the memo, I wrote about it here).
Said house has a wood burning stove. Which is awesome. So excited about it.
The wood burning stove posed a problem: we need wood to burn in the stove.
I told my friend that we needed to buy some wood and he told me, “You don’t buy wood, you just cut it down.”
I mean, in my head I knew that people cut down wood. Like lumberjacks… they exist.
But me?! I’m no lumberjack. I have the scrawniest arms you’ve ever seen. I can’t lift wood, let alone cut the trees down!