So, I'm 35. I've never been that crazy about driving even when taking Drivers Ed in High School. Partly due because my mom was struggling to support her four kids as a single parent so I figured having any sort of vehicular freedom was off the table.
When I left the nest and she moved to New Zealand, she left me her car so I can learn how to drive. I did okay, but I got distracted easily and almost hit someone. There was a hitch in the insurance so I was never able to take the actual driving test. I was moving to a small town, so I opted to sell the car and get around by bus and bicycle.
That near hit of a pedestrian always bugged me though. I mean it was easy to tell people that I just liked the greener/healthier alternative to transport, but the idea of hitting something or someone always bothered me in the long run.
I would have my permit and practiced on and off for the next decade or so, but I could never get excited about driving. It felt like such a chore. But as years went on, I thought I'm never going to meet anyone without a license. Co-workers and even people here were pushing for me to drive. I think I posted in an "Ask Women Questions" started by Morrigan in the old place which party much cemented that "Yeah, I really need my license..."
It wasn't until a year ago when I watched a little import on Netflix called "Canada's Worst Driver" that really inspired me to start driving. Seeing this show with people with problems worse than mine rally inspired me. I realized, I'm NOT as pathetic as I think I am. The show offered a bunch of great tips as well. Even after the show was taken off I scoured the web for other episodes and learned even more.
Meanwhile I got my permit and practiced and things were different this time, I was actually enjoying driving. After a while things just clicked. I failed the first two driving tests over really little things. The second time was really discouraging, but today was my third time and I had a really chill tester, but I passed.
So yeah sorry for the vent, or stealth brag, it's just so liberating to have finally overcome this mountain in my life.
When I left the nest and she moved to New Zealand, she left me her car so I can learn how to drive. I did okay, but I got distracted easily and almost hit someone. There was a hitch in the insurance so I was never able to take the actual driving test. I was moving to a small town, so I opted to sell the car and get around by bus and bicycle.
That near hit of a pedestrian always bugged me though. I mean it was easy to tell people that I just liked the greener/healthier alternative to transport, but the idea of hitting something or someone always bothered me in the long run.
I would have my permit and practiced on and off for the next decade or so, but I could never get excited about driving. It felt like such a chore. But as years went on, I thought I'm never going to meet anyone without a license. Co-workers and even people here were pushing for me to drive. I think I posted in an "Ask Women Questions" started by Morrigan in the old place which party much cemented that "Yeah, I really need my license..."
It wasn't until a year ago when I watched a little import on Netflix called "Canada's Worst Driver" that really inspired me to start driving. Seeing this show with people with problems worse than mine rally inspired me. I realized, I'm NOT as pathetic as I think I am. The show offered a bunch of great tips as well. Even after the show was taken off I scoured the web for other episodes and learned even more.
Meanwhile I got my permit and practiced and things were different this time, I was actually enjoying driving. After a while things just clicked. I failed the first two driving tests over really little things. The second time was really discouraging, but today was my third time and I had a really chill tester, but I passed.
So yeah sorry for the vent, or stealth brag, it's just so liberating to have finally overcome this mountain in my life.