Supportive parents

I moved back in with my parents for the final few months before Cambodia. When people find this out, a concerned look falls over their face and they ask what it’s like. I don’t know if this gives any idea to the answer.

I was moaning at my dad yesterday, which led to this exchange:

Dad: I was just about to transfer money into your account for Cambodia, you know.

Me: Oh I see, just throw money at a problem and hope it goes away.

Dad: Well, it’s worked, hasn’t it?

Touché.