Last night, I went to my parents house for the specific purpose of enlisting my mother to help me reconcile my checkbook. I think that it's a sign of her motherly love for me, because seriously, my checkbook was a disaster.
Then I helped my daddy with his resume. It's so weird to be helping my father in this way--kind of a role reversal. But it was fun, and hopefully the changes I encouraged will be of use as he continues the job hunt. (Incidentally...I HATE job hunting. Haven't we discussed this before?)
Afterward we just sat around talking for awhile. Mostly about all the crap in my life that stresses me out. I'm grateful to have them, that they just listened, oftered their advice without judgment, and then helped me move forward.
Oh, and we have fresh peaches and cream. Mmm.
Seriously folks. I have the best parents on the face of the planet. I'm just sayin'. Although, I hope my mom does okay by herself getting her hair cut. Her first new style in like...20 years. Good luck mama!
Notes About Wilmington, MA
3 years ago
1 Additional Hiccups:
I love peaches and cream.
Helping your dad with his resume seems like a good exchange for your mother helping out with your checkbook. I haven't balanced my checkbook, since oh say, freshmen year...
I'm happy you have a strong relationship with your parents. I couldn't imagine doing these things with my parents--it would mostly be frustrating for all of us.
Post a Comment