Realistic post. I just got a call from a lady who says she's only got 10 logs left from a supply I delivered in mid-November (about 400 logs). Naturally, she waited until a snowstorm arrived. So, Friday I'll give it a go. Of course, she only wants dry wood that she can burn immediately in a fireplace. Luckily, I have a good supply on hand, but you have to wonder why she waited until she had nothing left before placing a second order in February. The house she lives in makes mine look like a shack and she drives a brand new Caddy, so I doubt that money is a problem.In St. Louis, there are stake bed trucks full of firewood, prowling the suburbs every weekend. There's generally one or two guys knocking on doors, while a couple more unload and stack. Some of the guys are reputable and some, not so much.
My BIL buys wood from who ever is the cheapest. Some of what he gets looks like it's only days away from total decomposition. Other times, it's so green it drips.
The last time I talked to him about wood, I think he was paying around $300 a cord, dumped in his driveway.
I've offered to supply him with wood, if he'll help me cut and split. He's retired and is much too busy to carve out a weekend or two to help.
Just so no one thinks I'm a ****. I've taken him loads of wood twice in the past. He is always conveniently absent when I show up, even though he was supposed to have been there. If it wasn't for the fact that his wife is my wife's sister, I would have never dropped a stick at his house.
Yep, I'm under priced.