Man, am I worn out! We had a good sized maple tree that was leaning in on the house and needed to come down. A tree crew was working across the street, and doing a good job. I had them come over and knock the maple down yesterday morning. I've been cutting it up and moving it to the roadside ever since. My heart failure is nothing to mess with, and I'm good for about 15 minutes of physical work, and then I need a break. Most of it's done, but now I'm down to the heavy lifting part of the job-the main trunk. My 16" Poulan barely reaches at the base of the trunk. Man, it sucks to be so friggin' weak. I'll definitely be glad when this is done and the mess is cleaned up. No more of those damned helicopter seeds clogging our gutters! Maybe I won't have to go up on the roof and blow out the spoutings every two weeks now.
