When it's easy.

Sometimes I miss the days when I was in College, working at Shadow Valley Golf Course. Listening to my headphones as I concentrated on mowing perfect straight lines on the greens. Not thinking too much about the job at hand, but about anything and everything that came into my mind. It was simple work, mow, dig, rake, repeat.
I had jobs that were fairly easy, all it took was work to get them done. A little sweat, a little hustle, and very little mentally. That is easy work, work you can do by yourself. Sometimes there is nothing better.
Work that requires physical strenght beyond your means is hard. Work that requires mental ability beyond your means is harder. Anything that requires more than you have is hard, it's hard because you can't do it alone. Not just because you have to use a tool to help you, but mostly because you have to depend on someone else.
Things we can do on our own are easy, even if they aren't simple. When the situation brings in someone else it becomes hard.
It seems the more we need someone else's help, the more fragile we are. We become dependent on others, and so we become handicapped. That's when things get hard. Especially when you have a business and employees that depend on you.
They depend on you to provide for them and you can't do it alone, you are handicapped by other people.
I pray for the people in this postion. They are the ones who feel the brunt of true labor.
Not the people who run the shovels, or drive the trucks, stock the shelves, or clean up the mess. The people who do the work deserve a lot of credit, but the people who find the work for others to do deserve more credit. They take the real risks, and feel the real pressure.
I think too many people forget these things. It is part of the American entitlement mentality.