Remember my “pre-missionary” list of skills to acquire? Well happy Friday to me.
I have a mental block regarding me and any piece machinery.
Driving a stick shift is something I avoided my whole life (even growing up on a farm).
While living in Mexico, I did learn a bit…
Here we go!
It may have been a bit overdramatic and possibly fed into my fear that I cannot learn to drive!
(CVE peeps, I love you!)
Okay, onto today.
This morning, Jon, The Littles and I spent some time on the open country roads.
It was surprisingly fun, although still a long way from perfection, I am no longer immobilized. We didn’t even need neck braces. Although The Littles yell from the backseat encouraging words like, “We are tubing! Aah! Hold onto the rope!”