Just a quick scramble, cold wading, slight unbelief, and a bit of negotiating.
My Papaw took me to his barn. He showed me his tools and equipment, but more importantly, he showed me the huge pile of wood he and my dad chopped. He told me how much work they did and how much more is to be done. He sounded happy about both facts.
My Papaw reminded to be proud of everything I do, regardless of how seemingly mundane and tasking. He reminded me that I should be happy to do these things because really that's what our lives are made of, so why not look forward to it?