Hello folks! Welcome back to college. I hope you a had a lovely Christmas and are all ready to tackle 2022 head on. If by some miracle you managed to get through the holiday season without contracting covid or having to self-isolate as a close contact I salute you.
2021 was a tragic parody of 2020 but I am holding out hope for 2022. I don’t know why I’m so optimistic, given the track record of the last few years, but we move on. I’m not going to bore you with my new year’s resolutions. I’m sure you’re bored to tears of hearing how everyone is going to become a better version of themselves this year. I for one cannot go on Instagram without being assaulted by all of the “new year, new me” workouts.
One resolution that I will talk about is my resolution to get my driving license this year. I have all 12 of the essential lessons done, along with a few more. It’s a very difficult and stressful process. There are so many little things that could go wrong on the day. Not only have I to worry about myself but I have to anticipate the movements of everyone around me too. Nobody told me how difficult driving really is!
To prepare me for the dreaded test, I have been driving my parents around constantly. This has led to considerable amounts of startled gasps and grabs for the ‘mammy handle’ from my mother every time I so much as touch the accelerator. However, I don’t think this is because of my personal driving skills, I think it’s a universal Irish mammy thing, but it really adds to the stress of it all. My dad isn’t much better. I always thought he would be easier to drive with because he’s less “uptight” than my mum. Apparently not though, it turns out that he’s just a little bit of a control freak so he is almost jumpier than my mum. I’m sure I’m not the only one who has had the experience of conking the car in a less than ideal place, ultimately leading to your parent screaming things at you while you scramble to try and get moving again, all whilst fighting back tears. Am I right?
Anyway my test is on Monday 24th of January at 1:48pm (very precise) and I would love if you could all get your mammies and grannies to say a prayer or light a candle for me! I need all the help I can get.
Hopefully, the next time I see you I’ll be a fully licensed driver. And, if not, I guess I can always try again.
See you next week!