my daughter has never driven my car. and i had a reason for this, beyond being an ogre-type mean ole mommy. basically, it was because i am living on a very tight budget with no margin for paying deductibles, should anything happen. she’s had a permit for a year and a half, and the poor girl’s had a helluva time getting people to let her drive their cars.
so she finally got to the point she’s ready to take the test, and her boss agreed to let her use her car. i had to go with, as a licensed driver over 25 years old. have i ever mentioned that i’m a really, really nervous passenger in every situation? i have some control issues. in any case, i knew it was of paramount importance that i remain calm, not panic her on the way to get her test. here she is, ready to go. would have taken some pictures while she was driving, but i was busy holding on to stuff in a way she wouldn’t see. not that she was doing badly, i’m just a spazz.
long story short, we get to the DMV after making damn sure we had all the paperwork in order and — the registration on the car was expired. well, not really, but the tags hadn’t come. *heavy sigh* so, we head on back to boss’s place, dejected, return the car, she finds out her 5:30 cancelled (she’s a massage therapist in training) so i’m going to take her home. wait. ‘can i drive’, she asks? and after all the saying, oh i wish we’d had my car when we were at the DMV, well, what was i going to say?
so i let her drive my car. and i was actually a lot calmer by this point, partly because she was more relaxed, and partly because a buick regal drives a helluva lot nicer than a honda passport, which for all its newness, drove like a big white box.
so, for the next test, we take the buick, which has all its papers in order. and we’ll both be much less nervous. that’s definitely the bright side of this, rehearsing the stress without having to take it to level of the actual driving test part.
and from now on, i think i’ll let her drive, when we go places. she’s quite good.