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Oh, only an half hour, work time. But I was out there two hours or so. Branches, into the hauler. Plus, all the medium logs from one area. I had been carrying them a few at a time, decided to try to wheelbarrow. That worked much better. I cleared one area, which ended up five or six trips, plus loading/carrying when I did it that way.
I was surprised I could do that much. Had to sit, from time to time. Tunnel vision. Shortness of breath. Other bad things. Still, I did what I could. After finishing that, I took the wheelbarrow to another batch of bigger branches, filled with everything on that side, and just... stopped. That is what I could do.
It was 84 out there when I started. It was still 84 when I quit. I don't... think I can do 90 or up. I probably shouldn't do this. But... I did. Maybe I will sleep well, and wake early, and do some more tomorrow. If I can, I will get the rest of the big branches, those which will fit, into the hauler, get that over to the city wood collection, and empty it. Then, if possible, get that last big batch of larger branches over to the area where I'll be sorting wood, for burning in time.
Oh, and I'd like to get the eyebolts up for the hammock. And, maybe, get the shade for it, and the hammock itself, up... soon. Perhaps to sleep out at night. I'm excited. I finally got enough sleep to do some minor thrashing. Perhaps it will help me sleep tonight, as mentioned, so that I can wake and get to it early.
Or... not. That may just have turned me into a toaster for a week or month. I'll know soon enough. Sure taking in water. Still with the tunnel vision... it only backed off ever so much. It's about... a third way tunneled currently, down from probably three quarter or more, and seeing stars. I pushed it.
Chopping wood, moving logs, moving branches, cleaning and clearing inside, sleeping, and eating. Goals, plans, hopes. Or just sleep. Who knows. Later.
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