In one hour and thirty minutes I will be taking the first drivers’ test of my life.
Update, 2:30p. I failed. This is not surprising or upsetting given that I haven’t practiced at all for several months and loathe cars* and driving anyway. But my tastes and desires aren’t germane here, and I’ll be testing again as soon as possible. I was ready to go two weeks from today at 8am, but was overrruled.
*As a class, I mean. I have no problem with individual cars and kind of like ours as a specific object. But I would happily disappear it and all other cars from the world with a wave of my magic wand if I could do so.