Drivin'

Today I drove a car for the first time in just over three months. Okay, so it was not that cute little BMW above, (my new dream car, by the way - and according to my dad, not actually that expensive to restore). It was, instead, our car. We finally got our inspection done in order to get it insured in BC. We just haven't been driving it at all. TJ has driven it (with me as passenger) a few times this fall on some errands and to Lighthouse Park, but that's it.

Anyway, after driving four blocks home from the garage and parking out front, I felt like a strange automaton. The counterclockwise turn of the key, the pulling of the clutch, the hip check of the door as I got out, the jingle of the keys in my hands...all that muscle memory, doing what it did for so long, still there.

When I got into the house, I realized I really enjoyed that little drive, for the sake of familiarity. I haven't gone three months without driving for at least ten years! Don't get me wrong, I'm not about to start zipping around, wasting gas and letting my legs get floppy again, but it was just a nice, familiar experience. I do miss singing in the car. I'm grateful we have a car, and that I know how to drive. But I'm also grateful to be living in this neighbourhood, and for all the walking we get to do. Lucky me, I guess!