Moved my 4 tons of pellets today from the garage to the basement. What a freekin Job! Two hundred trips from the garage to the hatch way entrance and back. Reminded me of dealing with wood. You pick up the same bag 3 times before throwing it in the stove. I keep thinking of all the money I'm saving over oil to justify feeling like I got hit by a truck. Gives the quintuple heart bypass and the new hip a workout for sure. Next year I'm having them dumped by the side walk and dealing with them as soon as they are delivered. That will cut 3/4 of the leg work from the garage to the basement entrance out of the equation.