A Favour

A friend asked me for a favour this week.

I am a big fan of favours, I ask them all the time, and I am thrilled be able to give in return.

But I get the impression that this friend is a little shy about asking favours, and I had a big think about the favour, and why I am so happy to help out.

It’s because I am so damn flattered that this friend thought I could be useful. In my new role of chief bum and snot wiper, I rarely think of myself in terms of my skills and achievements, and to be asked to do this particular favour made me think about myself in a different light. It’s not a hard thing to do, but it does require attention to detail, and a grown up demeanor – both of which I am sure I can muster up, though they haven’t been used in ages 🙂

So, friend (you know who you are), thanks for thinking so highly of me. I’m really touched.

Mwah!