There is simply nothing worse than knowing how it ends.

Saturday went like this:

- wake up at 5am

- drive to the saw mill in the dark

- spend the whole day in the freezing cold, drafty, dim basement of the sawmill

- shovel until back and legs hurt too much to stand up straight

- drive home at 5:15pm...in the dark

- go to bed

- wake up the next morning at 5am...repeat

lovely.lovely.

But I made some money, and that will be nice.