Booya!

I passed.  I’m a legal, unaccompanied driver.

I only had one panic attack leaving the house this morning.  I figured I’d have at least one, so that’s not too bad.  I am not really super excited about the whole thing.  I’m sad that my life as a non-driver is coming to an end.  It feels a little like I compromised on my priciples, but I guess I’m alright with that because I didn’t want to hurt DH’s career.  I’m glad it went fairly uneventfully.  I’m even more glad that I NEVER HAVE TO DO THIS AGAIN!!

DH says he’s proud of me.  That’s what counts.