It’s Spring again, and Maria is stocking firewood again. There have been no arguments with me. I asked her if she needed help, and she said, rather forcefully, that she loved doing it and didn’t want to argue about it anymore. I agreed and haven’t mentioned it again.
Being married to a strong woman is right, even when I am dissed and pushed aside. It is up to her. My male ego can take some time off, perhaps for good. Strong women are different from other people. I have loved them all of my life. They are suitable for me and good for men.
We are getting a load of wood next week, and she wants all the remaining wood in the shed by the time our woodsman shows up. I fought for help for years and never won. I’m done.
She got more than half of it done today and loves it. I am counting my blessings instead of fighting.
A smart husband knows to get out of the way of a busy woman. 💙Totally agree with rotating stock. I do this with the feed and pellets, too. I get into the zone and forget how many bales of hay I’ve stacked! L0L I’m going to do this until I no longer can.
I find that stacking wood is so relaxing! You can also solve a lot of any (creative) problems…Like what the next quilt might look like or trying to solve a color and fabric problem! If you encounter any creativity blocks with your photography…just sneak out to the barn and stack a few logs! 🙂
There she is again, your Willa Cather girl!