That's really good to hear, Jan.
The thing is: If you have kids, it's like having your heart running around outside of your body - but the bond also goes the other way: From kids to parents.
My annoying thing today is one of those stupid things that you realise afterwards could have been done differently:
Went shopping at work today, we needed a few supplies: canned Coke and Fanta, plus 1½ liter bottles of mineral water.
Okay, went shopping at Fakta (- local supermarket) - no Coke, no Fanta. Tried Netto: No such luck. Sold out.
Swore and cursed, because manoevering the Ford Focus stationcar in the small streets of Nørrebro really sucks. There's tons of closed-off streets, and one-way streets all over the place, so getting from point A to point B goes via points E, D, G, C and F, while turning back at points H, K, J and I because the streets are closed at one end. *growls*
Went to a larger supermarket a few kilometers away - they had both canned Fanta, Coke and mineral water.
Alright: 24 cans of Coke, 24 cans of Fanta, and 10 1½ liter bottles of mineral water later, I returned to the museum.
*deeeeeep intake of air* Now the things had to be carried from the parking lot behind the museum, to the lunch room at the 3rd floor.
Okay, did that (- and discovered in the process that I have both lungs AND thighs...
), and got a gentle scolding from Frank (- colleague) and Hanne ( - colleague number two) plus Frederik (- boss) about why the hell I didn't ask for help?
Well, I'm not used to
getting any help whenever I ask for it, so
of course I didn't bother to ask!
Guess what?
I
will bother to ask now - and I'll get the help I need.
In a nutshell: Lesson learned.