It wasn’t the worst job I’ve ever had, but at the time I thought it was. My dad owned a lawn care service and shop. When I wasn’t working at the shop, I was out mowing lawns, trimming bushes and doing lawn care.
One of our customers wanted his driveway recovered with gravel. Not the small pea sized gravel, but big 1 – 2 inch sized stones. I remember arriving at the house to find a huge mound of rock. I also saw that dad had left me tools to make the job easier; a shovel and rake. If you have ever tried to spread gravel with a shovel and a rake before, you know, it isn’t easy.
At first I thought I would use the rake but discovered I wasn’t getting very far with that method. I thought the shovel might work better. It seemed like a good idea but the gravel was so heavy it was hard to get the shovel into the pile let alone get a good amount to spread.
So there I was....realizing this job was going to take a lot longer and be a lot harder than I thought. So little by little I chipped away at the huge mound of gravel. I don’t know how long it took me, but when I started I didn’t think I would ever be finished. I kept trying to imagine the pile getting smaller and smaller and how good it would be when I was finally done. The pile did grow smaller and smaller…until it was gone.
