I honestly have no idea what to write about today, y’all. I could tell you about my day, but that isn’t that big of a story. I woke up, went to my waxing appointment, got my anti-depressants, and spent too much money at the hair supply store. Now, I’m sitting at the bus stop waiting to go home and typing up this blog post!

I’ve never really been one to go out and do crazy stuff, but now that I’m in my mid twenties, I realize that I have these kind of average days all the time. I’m not complaining, of course! I love my day to day! I honestly would only change a few things, both of them having to do with transportation. I want to travel, but in order to do that, I need to get my license.

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How I’m trynna be tbh. (I found this photo on Twitter, so I don’t know who to properly credit! If you own this picture, let me know!)

When I was 15 1/2, I got my temporary license. I’ve had my temps probably three times since then, and I’ve tried to get comfortable behind the wheel, but honestly? Shit’s terrifying! I am not a very anxious person, but one of the things that gives me crippling anxiety is being in control of a car. I’ve never been in a bad accident, and I have only known a few people who have been in bad accidents. Now that it’s been nine years since I first got my temps, I’m realizing that it’s all in my head. I know I can drive, but I just have to conquer my fear of it.

“Why are you so scared?” People usually ask me this, and I never have a good answer. It’s like when people question my arachnophobia. I’m just scared shitless of spiders, and I feel the same way about driving. Both can kill me, and one is way more likely to happen than the other. Matt, my lovely husband, has been very good about being patient with me when I drive his car. When I’m white-knuckling the steering wheel, it’s hard to get through to me, so the fact that he’s able to instruct me without me having a complete meltdown is pretty neat. The only things I haven’t done yet are turn left and parallel park. I’m awful at driving, but I can drive…I just have to go prove it in a driving test.

To be honest, I’m not too worried about the driving test. There’s lots of drivers who shouldn’t’ve been able to even think about passing, so if they can pass, I can too! What I’m worried about is being one of those people that shouldn’t’ve passed.

The whole situation reminds me of my high school graduating class, which if you live in Columbus, you might remember that in 2011, a Lot happened in Columbus City Schools. I won’t say who (mostly because I don’t remember names and it doesn’t really matter), but a bunch of teachers and higher ups muddled with test scores so that we looked Real Good on paper. I can’t help but wonder if I got my degree on my merit, or because they fudged my test scores to look nice. Either way, I graduated high school! And I know it’s not exactly like the driver’s test fears that I have, but it is a reminder that you can basically get away with anything if you know how to play the game…even though the meddlers all got fired…but I digress.

As I’m finishing up this post, I’m sitting in my house, next to my roommate’s cat (who isn’t neutered, so he finally began spraying all over the house…smh). I’m hoping to get my license by the end of June, that way Matt and I can take turns driving to Florida for our honeymoon. I didn’t know this blog post would turn into Mary Talks Briefly About Her Fear Of Driving, but here we are. I would love to hear advice and tips on driving from you guys, so if you have any words of wisdom, hit me up on Twitter! Maybe once I get my drive on, I can write a blog post about that…something like “5 Fool-Proof Tips for the Inexperienced Driver” or whatever. Time will tell! In the meantime, I have to clean up this stinky cat’s mess so I can go on with my excitingly average day.

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Dundee, my roommate’s cat. He’s got the biggest paws I’ve ever seen, and he’s a stinky boy.

Thanks for reading! Prepare for something structured and much more thought out next week! In theory, anyways…:P

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