So yeah, I m really looking forward to giving up my Sunday morning to do that.
And then tonight the PTA deputy head in charge of recycling and roadside cleaning (yup, that's an office) dropped in to say projections suggest we will have a bumper year for recyclables (I didn't ask but I really want to know how they gauge that? Snoop in people's sheds?) and they need more k-trucks and could I bring ours?
Nope, sure can't.
Total bummer but the truck is a manual and I have an automatic license.
Lots of teeth sucking and what shall we do?ing later and she hesitantly asked
"How about your husband....?"
K? K has a manual licence....
And so with much bowing and fake traumatised voice pleading PTA deputy head in charge of recycling and roadside cleaning garnered K's support and participation on Sunday. (Bit miffed actually. Noone sucked up to me big time when it was me they thought was coming...)
Unfortunately Amy is too young to come along- she's not covered by PTA insurance lest a stray Sunday supplement took her out, and therefore someone has to stay home with her.
Guess that would be me.
Such a pity.
I was so looking forward to it and all...