What are you glad you don’t have to do anymore?

Getting up to alarm clock
Glad I don't have to work on wards saying that I really feel for colleagues still working .

Hug people. I've never liked it.

All the things others have said about work, commuting, dark mornings, driving in bad weather, ridiculous expectations at work and all of the subsequent fall-out into non-work time. It seems to me that this is the majority of views on this thread, and looking back, how sad that work for many of us taints our lives, and we have to wait for retirement to be free of all of that.
Post-work and covid related - I don't miss having to have the house clean and tidy in case of unexpected visitors!

Glad to to walk 30 mins to work on icy pavements in the winter weather

Oh yes, going to work. Definitely. At first I missed the people but soon formed other networks, joined Probus and U3A etc and did some voluntary work that I was interested in. Also don’t miss having to go on holidays when the kids were on holidays. Now we can grab a bargain and go whenever we want, or at least we could until Covid got a hold.

Travel up to meetings in London. I'm a happy Zoom convert.

Work. Not managing staff of 14 females in quite stressful legal, financial and public roles. The males x 3 very rarely presented problems. Why are females so bitchy? Do not miss the work at all.

Oh yes, 4allweknow. I no longer work in a managerial role. I HATED it. Give me 35 fifteen year olds over 10 adults anyday.

Another retired teacher who is glad to be done with marking essays, exam papers and the like, plus difficult parents and colleagues - the nice ones I do miss.

Don't miss the alarm clock either, or having no central heating, or washing in an icy wash-cellar using a gas boiler for the wash and rinsing the whole lot by hand. Then carting it up six storeys to hang it to dry in a loft. Or living in a flat without a bathroom or shower.

No, I am not talking about the 1800s - these were common conditions in the 1970s in the kind of accomodation I could afford to pay rent in then.

At the moment not havibg to defrost the car to take my disabled son to college! Also not having to get there at least half an hour early to collect him and sit freezing in the car (lack of parking, so have to get there early - or late and he gets very distressed if he is ready before I get there (which has been due to him coming out early rather than me being late!)

Everything that came with teaching: marking, meetings, parents’ evenings... I enjoyed the teaching itself though.

Having to get up at a certain time.

Being married. Don’t know how I’d have coped with my ex during lockdown!

Another retired teacher here - so glad I'm not still working!

I hated the commute by public transport in Winter; leaving home and coming back in the dark; worrying about the buses or trains running or being so overcrowded that you might not get on; and if it snowed that made it all ten times worse.

I don't miss the amount of work that I was expected to do at home - every night and most of every weekend was taken up with planning, preparation and marking books (head insisted we use books, so I had to lug them back and forth on the train); answering and sending unnecessary e-mails, etc.etc.

I can live without the endless, mind-numbing meetings (after school and at lunchtime), which seemed to achieve very little, but meant I had to do even more at home. The constant carping and criticism from our head, who set unrealistic targets which we were expected to achieve with no available time, training or resources.

The behaviour issues, mainly low-level disruption, but we were expected to deal with it all on our own with very little support or back up - it does eventually wear you down.

I feel so sorry for my former colleagues who are still working in local schools (most of them through all the three lockdowns) - teaching the 'vulnerable' and key worker's children (with constantly changing rules and regulations); preparing online lessons and resources, then giving almost constant feedback to the children at home; dealing with increasingly bad behaviour from some of the children who are in school. Everyone I speak to seems absolutely exhausted!

As I said, SO glad to be out of it!

I'm glad I don't go clubbing anymore, hoping that Mr. Right was out there and usually meeting Mr. Wrong and then standing in the cold waiting for a taxi,
I'm glad I don't have periods.
I'm glad I don't have to watch the forecast in case there is snow or ice and I have to go out in it. Working at home now so that's great.(ish)
I'm glad I don't iron all Sunday afternoon, although I do miss my boys living at home.
I'm glad I don't have to worry about my clothes, make up, and hair to go out to work.
and I'm so glad I don't have to attend any Corporate 'do's' and sit with people I do not know nor want to know.

Bakingmad0203

Sitting in meetings listening to colleagues pontificating about something that had no relevance to the subject matter of the meeting and worrying about all the urgent work on my desk that I could have been doing instead!

But I do miss the games of jargon bingo we used to play on the back row, in between doing a crossword or three.

Having to put up with "touchy-feely" people. That's one good thing from the virus, as I am not a tactile person and I don't like people who are.

The other thing is to be nice to my mother because she was a toxic person who favoured my sister and the type of indivual who nothing pleased.

dealing with increasingly bad behaviour from some of the children who are in school

My son-in-law, who ran the on-line provision for his school during the first lockdown and is now doing the same, was 'reported' to the Head becuase he wasn't making a stupid woman's sprog behave at home. Still, she gave everyone a good laugh.

I thought periods until a hateful menopause set in! I'd do a swapsy back anytime. Mine would be not having to listen to my ex-husbands stupid rants anymore over silly little things and doing as I please now I'm divorced.

GN - hurrah. Feels great.

EMMF1948, I had parents who used to come in to complain about their children's behaviour at home - usually asking me to Tell him, Mrs C------, tell him .

One of the parent's at my old school complained recently that the on-line activities and work set didn't keep her child occupied for long and the child kept asking him for help - his little girl is five!

Sorry, pronoun problems!

I am glad that I don't have to go to school, and I have been glad about that all my adult life! Doubly happy that I will never have to do PE.

Dating - what an ordeal.

Camping. Only slept in a tent a few times in my life but I am very happy that I will never have to do it again. It was OK when I was 8, but I never enjoyed it as an adult. Now I am much too old and arthritic to find myself in that situation. Hooray!

Sitting in Board meetings taking minutes that quite honestly bored me to tears. The fact that it was of no interest to me my mind wandered off many times having to try and make up what had been said. .

Go to work. Thought I would miss it but it’s lovely not being on what I describe as the‘treadmill’. Everyone who I knew who had retired told me it was good but I have to say I didn’t believe them. Also love not having to defrost the car in the mornings and definitely don’t miss driving home in the dark. Notting quite the start to retirement we had planned due to the current situation but better than being at work,

And another retired teacher here. Don't miss the arduous journey to a school where there were individuals who couldn't teach effectively in a classroom, being given promotion to tell the rest of us how to do it. The interminable and irrelevant meetings when we could have been far more gainfully employed. I miss the children but not the politics. The lack of importance given to creative subjects was also depressing. Not to mention the emphasis on politically correct areas of the curriculum at the expense of more useful areas for the children. The low level disruptive behaviour was wearing and rarely supported by 'management' who made all the right noises but did little else.

Having sex and de-fuzzing.