Just put your feet down, child

[j4]

Yesterday I drove into work, on my own. After work I drove to the dojo, in Cherry Hinton, on my own. After my karate lesson I did a nifty manoeuvre to get out of the dojo carpark (it's just a small forecourt, so it involved reversing into the space between sensei's car and a lamppost, then doing a U-turn from the forecourt into the road to get out) without hitting anything -- without even scratching anything! -- and then drove to Sainsburys, where I did the shopping, on my own. Then I drove home, and got the car back into our drive, again without hitting anything. On my own.

I'm a real grown-up at last! At the age of 24!

On the other hand... yesterday I was wearing yellow-and-black stripy tights, black skirt, and my supergirl t-shirt. Today I'm wearing black combat trousers (size: Age 13), and my Little Miss Giggles t-shirt (size: Age 3-4). Okay, so not all of me is grown-up.

(The Little Miss Giggles t-shirt emphasises the bits of me that are grown-up, though. And it's worth having a slightly chilly bit of stomach where there's a gap between the t-shirt and the trousers for the sake of watching software engineers drool as I walk past.)

Comments

[j4.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't say that I had fun driving, I still find it stressful; but I'm pleased that I managed to do it at all. I doubt if it's something that I'm ever really going to enjoy -- I don't particularly enjoy cycling in and of itself, though I've been doing it for years and can do it without thinking now -- but being able to drive competently and confidently will hopefully give me more freedom to go and do things that I really do enjoy.

And I don't see anything wrong with the clothing either, but you have to admit it's not exactly grown-up! Given that none of it except underwear is intended for people over the age of about 13. Even my shoes are childsized. Oh, and I'm wearing my sister's old grey school socks, as well (because they're warm!).

[ex-lark-asc.livejournal.com]

I found driving got a lot less stressful once I got better at it. A month or so after I started commuting to Hatfield for my MSc, I even heard the call of the open road. Shame I was behind the wheel of a clapped-out Austin Metro at the time ;-)