The first weekend I spent 20 minutes driving around a parking lot and parking in the spaces. This weekend I drove us to the library, and later to the health food store and Grammy’s house. Today I drove the girls to the health food store by myself. On the way home we stopped at the Salvation Army.
Benny seemed impossibly huge that first day. When I started on a real street, I could barely watch the road, I was so busy studying my mirrors to make sure I was inside the lines. Because Benny JUST fits inside the lines!
But it’s not taken long to come a lot easier. It takes a lot more of my attention, but I can put my singing-to-Annabelle-so-she-won’t-cry on autopilot and still have all my attention on the road. I was really happy with my self sufficiency, driving the girls around without David to babysit me today.
I’m also becoming comfortable with backing up using only the mirrors (and without turning to look over my shoulder, because it’s pointless).
I wanted to stop by where David’s working today and bring him warm-from-the-oven chocolate cookies but he wasn’t answering his cell and without his confirmation, I was leery of driving down the tiny neighborhood street. What if parked cars made the street too narrow for me to proceed? I’d have to back down the whole street, and for that I would need someone guiding me, and what if David wasn’t there because he had made a run to Home Depot? Nope, couldn’t risk it!
So, I’m still tentative. But I love driving this thing. It feels so good! And people like waving at us. And we made a friend of the security guard at the Health Food Store because he liked the looks of Benny. I’ve heard so much about RV people being the friendliest people, but now I’m wondering if RVs don’t just bring out the friendliest in all kinds of people.