The older I get the more thankful I am for having parents who were so actively conerned with my wellbeing. The fact that my dad, at age 35ish... retired from a well-paying job simply so he could be at home 100% of the time to take care of my sister and I -- is impressive. Two years ago, I was still angsty and pissed at them for trying to rule over my life. But as time goes by, the more and more I find things that I'm thankful for them teaching me. Even better, the more I talk to my mother lately, the smarter I realize she really is. I had pretty ideal parents, as those things go.
I used to have a bit of a difficulty with my dad, becuase he still liked to treat me as HIS child, not an adult. In the last year or so that's changed -- he'll tell me what I'm doing might not be the best solution, but he can be content letting me decide and helping me pick up the pieces, realizing his solution was better in the first place.
No complaints here as far as my parents bothering me; but I've met enough people with horrible (or even just clueless) parents to say that having parents who bother you is NOT uncommon or even out of the ordinary.