Before I'd even gotten out of bed, he'd chopped down the rest of our pathetic-looking pine tree that fell over in the December wind storm. I really should train myself to be more of an early-bird because I'd have enjoyed watching him and a couple of our neighbors monkey their way up the pine tree and chain saw it down.
By the time the kids and I left for work and school, it looked like this.
And then when we got home, it was nothing but a big pile of sawdust.
No wonder Jeff can barely walk today.
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