Finally got the last of our birch that was up by the garage moved down to the downstairs porch. DS loaded up the cargo sled and dragged loads down, dumped them, and I stacked. We also got the inside birch pile topped off. Didn't move any more spruce in tonight because I would have to tap into my January pile to do that, and it's become a point of pride to not use that just yet. But we've got plenty of birch with an MC in the mid-teens, so the spruce is holding out. So I know this is actually wood-related, and as such sort of doesn't belong in the Inglenook which is the non-wood section of the woodburning forum (see the cordless-corded-portable-drill discussion in Hoss' thread for a parallel), but I'm posting it in here because I'm not sure that our accomplishment is quite manly enough to make it in the wood shed, and yet I am still tickled. I have a solid 2-1/4 cords of firewood under shelter surrounding my back door, and about three months of winter left, and only a few of the months are potentially tough ones. Even if we get a blowing blizzard, the wood is still going to be easy to reach. And if we get another stinkin' rainstorm, even like the one last year that lasted three days and jacketed everything in an inch of ice, my wood will be dry and accessible. Snow or an ice storm would make it hard to get at the wood, so getting that finished was high on my to-do list. Feeling way self-satisfied about that. And happy with the kid. He did good. So let it snow, let it blow, let it rain . . . never mind. I didn't say that last part.