Back on the 1st of August, I took my second go of the practical driving test… and passed! Which kind of stunned me, to be honest. The practical driving test is a super, super strict and after my first test I really wasn’t sure I had it in me to pass.
Turns out, I did.
(That photo was immediately afterwards, so the stunned, awed look is 100% genuine.)
So, I have to apologise for how quiet the blog’s been over the last fortnight. I’ve been indulging in the usual post-test-pass traditions: getting a cute wee car, and driving literally everywhere as I get used to driving for real… which, for the record, is a lot easier and less stressful than driving for the test.
Plus, all the random road trips are a ton of fun. And I’m still excited every time I can just go to the shops for my dinner, and buy groceries without having to stress about getting them home on the bus, and get home on a rainy day without looking like a drowned rat.
Woke up and had to check in the driveway and make sure I didn’t imagine this entire weekend. *puffs up with pride* pic.twitter.com/p6CJk917AV
— Emma Maree (@EMaree) August 3, 2015
So, yeah. This is definitely going to be one of the highlights of my year, and even now I still feel a bit astonished it’s real.
(I can drive! Unsupervised! On my own!)
(I CAN DRIVE AND I CAN DRIVE WELL.)
(THE GIANT METAL MACHINE IS OBEYING MY EVERY WHIM.)
Normal posts will resume soon, now that this hectic, anxiety-inducing, unbelievably expensive, stressful-as-hell (and yet somehow, totally worth it) life milestone is over.