Why is it women’s work is supposed to keep us confined to the indoors? I don’t like indoors work – never have and probably never will. I don’t mind cleaning the bathroom or doing laundry (especially if I can hang my clothes outside on a great summer breeze). Other inside work just sucks.
Ken and I just split some wood. I stood and did the splitting. Before anyone thinks wow she must have some great upper body strength – we have a log splitter. I filled up wheel barrows with split wood and he hauled it to the backyard and stacked it.
I really LOVED being out in the autumn cool weather, getting the wood split, and working with him. I know that may seem strange to all the women who do housework and hate the possibility that they might break a nail. I guess I’m strange. The smell of the wood was soothing and comforting. The knowledge that this wood would bring many wonderful times by the fireplace makes the job go easier.