Thursday, February 19, 2009
Free Fuel
When one's goal is to live a debt-free, cash-only lifestyle . . . and when the car's water pump has just blown up and the family is waiting for your next paycheck, there are two four-letter F-words that bring a certain tingle of warmth to one's cold soul. Yep. Free fuel. Valerie was running an errand today when she noticed a guy from the City trimming trees. She asked what he was going to do with the wood and, when it became apparent that it was simply refuse, she asked him to bring the dump truck around to our place. It is green, it is dirty, and it is box elder. But, I didn't have to find it on the stump and I didn't have to fork it on the truck. When it is cut, split, and cured, it will heat the house as well as . . . well, elm.
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Actually, I only saw three logs by the side of the road when I asked if we could have them for firewood. My jaw dropped (and neighbor children stopped and stared) when the dump truck arrived! --Valerie
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