Once upon a drive-thru...

In an effort to obtain a drivers license by my birthday, I have been trying to accumulate hours behind the wheel... and that has been going rather slowly.

Now, since I want to take Segment 2 in February, I am trying to drive every chance I can get.
The problem is that I don't like driving so much. I mean, it's okay but, I really would prefer to be a passenger rather than the driver.
There really is quite a lot of responsibility and stress when driving.

In segment 1, my Drivers Education instructor showed the class the Red Asphalt 5 video. Apparently these videos are not mandatory. But he shows it anyway to instill a healthy dose of fear into careless kids (the ones who probably don't take the whole thing seriously).

However, I have been scarred by those videos — it was a traumatizing thing.
Going into the class, I was already aware of the consequences of careless driving...  I did not need a graphic movie.

That being said, whenever I drive, something embarrassing usually happens on account of my being nervous.
Driving, for me, is often humiliation at its grandest... definitely not a self-esteem boost.

For example:
Today I was driving around town and we stopped to get a drink. It would have been only a little bit of embarrassment had we parked and gone in. That way, I would only have to suffer ridicule of my parking (without me being in the car) by passersby — lets just say, I need to work on my parking skills.
But no, I drove-thru (we were in a hurry). This doesn't seem so bad... but just hold on.

For starters, I was driving my Dad's car and I could not figure out how to roll down my window. For the life of me! Seriously, I rolled down every window in that car before I finally figured out which one controlled my window. Oh, the mortification!
As more and more cars lined up behind me, I started to wish I was anywhere but there at the moment. Luckily I did not know anyone. *whew*
After shouting to the man who was taking my order, I pretty much wanted to hide under a rock.
My Mom, meanwhile, was trying not to bust out laughing.

I am now able to laugh about it (thank you, Mom)... its either that or cry, right?

In my defense, I have improved a great deal in my driving abilities since last January.  No need to fear for safety, its just the "learning experiences" that give me a hard time. I will survive.

Even though I have to remind myself to breathe every time I get behind the wheel, God is always there for me. "You are my strength when I am weak. You are the Treasure that I seek. You are my all in all."
I love that song.