It involved insurance, a phone call or two (not mine), parallel parking, a really sad 3 point turn, and then at the end a sheet and the words, "You Passed."
Yup, I am now a legal driver at nearly 40.
Now I can decide I want to go to the yarn shop and not need to ask anything beyond, "Do you need the car?"
When I was in Boston not driving wasn't a big deal. Freedom and choice was having a valid T pass (or Charlie Card), not having a license and a car. Public transit is a lot more limited in Lexington, so learning to drive is much more important.
I probably could have gotten my license faster. I got my permit back in December, but the winter was icy so I didn't really start practicing until later in the spring. I took a driver's test prep session, which was handy in that it told me what to work on and bad in that it made me feel like the driver's test was a lot harder than I thought it was.
So, here I am a few days out from the driver's test. There is a new piece of plastic in my wallet (Kentucky gives you the official card day of. No paper placeholder for your wallet while you wait for the official card to be mailed to you), but not a lot of change. Maybe that will feel different this weekend when I have my first solo driving experience.
Oh, and I sent an email to our realtor when I passed, just in case she wanted to get off the road. I'm not that bad, but the joke was too good to pass up!