Our next door neighbour seems to be moving out, we've known it was going to happen for a while but had no idea exactly when. The entire population of our small town seems to have known though, as they're all congregating on her drive sharing stories of her late husband and wishing her well.

Slightly dreading a knock at the door for her to say goodbye as I don't know her particularly well whereas husband has known her for about 15 years, and I'm socially awkward at best. He'll be gutted he missed her going, but such is life.

Today is my last full day of home alone antics so I'm swanning around in a freshly sewn skirt (which still needs hemming but shh this is totally fine) trying to do the absolute bare minimum amount of work that won't get future me in trouble, so I can then skive off this afternoon and make the most of it. The top that goes with this skirt isn't going to sew itself!

[–] [email protected] 2 points 2 years ago

Yeah, that's super awkward. "Hey so, say goodbye to the person I've known longer who lives here with you."? I guess you could be extra sleepy from your 6-9 and entirely miss the antics of their farewell congregation.

If nothing else you could always just pretend you didn't notice 😂

[–] rubikcuber 6 points 2 years ago (4 children)

Both kids have their sports day. Smallest in the morning, biggest in the afternoon. I must be a bad parent because... urgh... really? When I was young, parents never went to school sports days. Wtf happened? So that's my day. Standing around waiting for the 20 second bursts when my child does something in between inevitable rain showers. I'll have to seek out my camping chair and prepare a flask of strong coffee.

[–] sideone 3 points 2 years ago (2 children)

When I was young, parents never went to school sports days.

Maybe its region or school specific, but I remember my parents being at my primary school sports day thirty years ago.

[–] rubikcuber 3 points 2 years ago

I think it's either 1) my memory, 2) my schools or 3) my parents! Although my sports days were mostly 40(!) years, so perhaps is a 70s vs 80s thing. Although now I think about it, I was quite a sickly child so there is a chance I was ill for many of them, or I used that as an excuse to avoid participation.

[–] TeaHands 2 points 2 years ago

Same here! I vividly remember their shame.

[–] [email protected] 3 points 2 years ago* (last edited 2 years ago) (1 children)

It's scant comfort, I'm sure, but 20 years later I still have fond memories of my primary school sports days with one of my parents watching. They had to participate in some silly races, too, I think.

Secondary school was a no-parents affair (and just an excuse to doss off somewhere in the vicinity of an athletics track if you weren't particularly sporty).

Good luck! Hopefully one of the children will do something scandalous like deliberately trip a competitor to liven things up.

[–] rubikcuber 3 points 2 years ago

Last year the youngest fell halfway through the sack race and just called it a day, rolling around on the grass. A chip off the old block. It was worth it for that.

[–] [email protected] 2 points 2 years ago

There was always the mums race at sports day...think there is a famous clip of princess Dianna running one for Harry or William in early late 80s or early 90s

[–] [email protected] 2 points 2 years ago

prepare a flask of strong Irish coffee.

[–] [email protected] 5 points 2 years ago (2 children)

3 more Mondays, 2 more Fridays before my new job begins. I'm excited and nervous.

Last night I did some great double thickness pork steaks and used some leftover peanut butter to make a sauce for them. It was absolutely divine and have cemented the double thick pork steak into my weekly trip to the butchers.

[–] TeaHands 1 points 2 years ago

Congrats on the new job and on hopefully a couple of weeks casually sliding into maximum skive mode.

[–] [email protected] 1 points 2 years ago (1 children)

I love those little satay pork sticks, which is basically peanut butter sauce!

[–] [email protected] 1 points 2 years ago

My wife added some extra ingredients to the old jar of peanut butter shook it all up and it was the most incredible quick satay I've ever had. Finally no need to clean the peanut jars, just reuse their deliciousness.

[–] [email protected] 4 points 2 years ago

Woke up 3 minutes before alarm went off!
I've peaked too early, thing can only go downhill

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