Tired. So very, very tired.

We've been outside for the last several hours, splitting wood with a borrowed hydraulic splitter. This is a task much more easily undertaken when there isn't four feet of snow on the ground, because then you don't actually have to tunnel down to your firewood stack, throw it up out of the snow, and then cart it through deep snow to the wood splitter. I'm pooped. The bad news is that there's still quite a bit more wood to split. The good news is that we definitely have enough wood to heat the house for the rest of this godforsaken winter.