Last week on Wednesday night Hubby said let’s stay here and get a bunch of stuff done so we can put longer hours in at the house this weekend. I was all for that until he mentioned getting the kraut canned. It was time. It had sat it’s six weeks and it needed attention. I just didn’t feel like dragging all the equipment in to do it. He could see I really didn’t want to do it but offered to help.
When we get to the new house…all this is happening in the garage and all the canning equipment is going to be in the cupboards so there won’t be as much dragging up and down stairs.
True to the nice guy that he is, he helped….well he helped as much as he could with an injured finger that can’t go near anything salty. (Remember his incident with the saw-he’s still healing and still has stitches)
I ended up staying up until 11:30 getting the last jars through the canner. This is only a portion of what we did. There were 27 quarts in all.
In the morning I woke up to jars covering the counters…I know he can carry jars to the basement so I think I just might save that for him..after all, he did offer to help…right??