I've had a really mad exciting week at work. Yesterday I spoke at a conference, then did radio and television interviews. I got home all buzzy and slightly nervous about today's work which was a huge event and very high pressure.
However, on getting home last night, and getting DS out of the bath, I realised he had nits. DH ran to the chemist to get stuff and we spent ages combing it all through. It really brought me down to earth with a bump. And you know, I thought, this is real life, not all the swanky stuff, and I actually do love my son's nits for reminding me of that.
I know this isn't really AIBU. But just thought I'd share that. My son's nits made me happy.