Left Turn Fail

I took Shawn to the doctor. Since he was good and did not snarl, growl, or bite any of the nurses or the doctor, I took him for McDonalds after. We went through the drive through so I could practice driving it.

That all went swimmingly, but instead of turning left out of the parking lot, I turned right, turned into a nice clear parking lot to turn around and back onto the street. Only I failed to stop before entering the street since the way was clear. Oh well, more practice required before I take the test.

At least my teeth don’t chatter anymore. The anxiety made no sense, especially because traffic is not intimidating to me. It is the contradictions between roadmarkings and signs, the stopping distances in rural routes vs town. I’ll get it.