The quest for the best continues

The quest for the best continues.
Two articles on the way but thanks to ASDA, NatWest, National Rail and a lack of a good camera they are coming along quite slowly. Big sigh.

Being a vampire, like all writers, I could only observe a conversation earlier today. Two lovely ladies in their late teens accessorised with babies on their hips. One of them(dressed head to toe in pink velour Juicy Couture ripoff) was complaining that she is missing out in life because she has had a child. If we for a moment ignore the fact that 'Well darling, maybe you shouldn't have gotten pregnant at sixteen then' - isn't that always the case?
I was once told something along the lines of 'Kids are funny, they really are - but your life is never the same. You have to give up a lot of things.'
Of course you do, life isn't a win-win situation (yeah hear the wise teenager give lessons about life, pfff...). You always miss out because of your choices in life one way or the other.
Single girls want a boyfriend and whine about the neverending loneliness.
Taken girls whine about not going out as much with their girls anymore and "having fun" (i.e. getting pissed and trying to get laid by someone named Juan-Carlos).
Career women long for children, someone who will always unconditionally love you.
Mums complain about all the things they had to give up for their kids - starting with their bodies.

Gosh we women whine.
I don't know how you men
(and homesexual women, lets be politically correct here)
stand it.

Having said that:
When it comes down to my future self managing both a immensly successful career and three kids (two boys and a girl, I have too many boys' names to only have one of those) - I'm getting a househusband. No need for whinging and whining, just pure perfection.