This is what I did between cooking meals and watching children. Everyone else worked on the shed but I move gravel and fixed the drive and the road. My Mom was a lovely help with this bit. Actually bit is such an understatement. We worked hard together. We also kept the fire going.
The next day, I fixed the road in the rain. Our road to the top of the mountain has not had a lot of attention over the years. Having the D-7, tractor, Lowe's truck, and gravel truck did not really help anything. And then it rained. My Beloved, the Tall Short Person, and her Love went off the road in the Suburban. I had not even been thinking on fixing that part. I knew there were soft parts all the way down. I was headed down the mountain one wheel barrow at a time. They went off the road close to our neighbor's property. I tell people it was up and down 110 yards but it was more then that. Getting the wheel barrow up the mountain empty was as much work as getting the wheel barrow full down the mountain. Getting it down was not easy because it just wanted to go!
Talk about a tired chilled lady at the end of this day.