When we decided to visit my other grandma, she said she was chopping some wood but could make us a cup of coffee since she needed a break too. This woman is just amazing: pushing 80 she takes care of her house, her flowers, her impressive 150 m2 vegetable garden, her apple trees, her many black- and red currant bushes (not to mention making juice and jam of the apples and berries and lifting the potatoes), goes berry picking and mushroom picking, weaves carpets, makes long bicycle rides every morning, bakes cakes, cookies, pies and bread, and yes chops her own wood. This is just to mention a few of her regular activities. I cannot help but wonder that I’m fifty years younger and why does it feel like I cannot get anything done? I tried my best to watch and learn.