Hmmm...maybe I made the fire TOO hot...
It's HOLY FUCK cold outside. Sleet and freezing rain in the forecast. Parts of 635 were a goddamn skating rink. On my way back from Mesquite, I saw no less than 6 accidents.
So I get home and throw a firelog in the fireplace.
A few hours later, I want more. So I go to Tom Thumb and pick up a couple of bundles of firewood. Toss some logs in there...and a few minutes later I have a roaring fire.
Over the course of the next few hours, I put probably an entire bundle of wood in there. It's so hot now, I can't get to it with the tools to flip one of the logs without some discomfort.
So I threw another log on. :D
I have a feeling there'll still be coals burning when I get up to go to work tomorrow.
So I get home and throw a firelog in the fireplace.
A few hours later, I want more. So I go to Tom Thumb and pick up a couple of bundles of firewood. Toss some logs in there...and a few minutes later I have a roaring fire.
Over the course of the next few hours, I put probably an entire bundle of wood in there. It's so hot now, I can't get to it with the tools to flip one of the logs without some discomfort.
So I threw another log on. :D
I have a feeling there'll still be coals burning when I get up to go to work tomorrow.