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September 13, 2012
THE HUSBAND OF the woman who provided my kidsí daycare posted a photo of their woodpile. Theyíre solidly stacked in, ready for winter. Their porch looks like a Confederate fort, all the cordwood.

Two impressions:

ó†I remember Linus van Pelt fearing the prospect of spiders in the woodpile ó or maybe it was only queen snakes?

ó How is it I lack the ability to husband my resources? Iím very much the friend of the industrious grasshopper in the story. Iím the ant. Itís not that Iím lazy; I work my ass off. I just work it off on the wrong things.