DD didn’t know what to do when her laptop stopped working. She just took herself to the library for ages 🤯. I sent her a link to a computer repair shop and told her to let me know how much it is. Turns out is was something she could easily afford herself. Made her feel very stupid (her words).
Basic, but she never had to think about underwear, I would buy her every 6 months a couple of packs of black knickers and socks. They got pretty bad after a while after she left home, naturally, so she calls me and asks what is she doing wrong, why aren’t her socks holding anymore, and her knickers losing shape. Told her they’re not Teflon. ‘You been buying me Teflon underwear?’ No, you twit, but they wear off, you buy new ones.
I kept getting this money transfers into my account from her. £300 here, £500 there, labelled ‘savings’. I left her to it. One day I bring it up: errrm, why are you sending me money?’ Oh, she goes, so you can save it for me. Why can’t you save it yourself?!! How do you mean? I mean why don’t you open your own savings account?!! Turns out, because she always received money from relatives growing up, I always put them into her savings for her. So she knew how much she had, I would transfer her what she needed. Think driving lessons, festival tickets. So in her mind, savings are something mum manages.
that kind of stuff.