Drove myself to my evening class for the first time since lessons started.
No instructor in the passenger seat, just me merging onto the highway with both hands locked at 10 and 2 for a solid 10 minutes (I don’t think my knuckles have been that white since the permit test).
Settled into it once traffic picked up, actually felt kind of good for a stretch! Parking after class was rougher — 3 tries to line up between the paint, and the guy waiting behind me clearly wanted the spot more than I did.
Home by 9pm and the house was already quiet, kid asleep, first full night without a wake-up call in a while. Sat in the driveway a minute before going in, just to have it.
Notebook’s still riding shotgun for the waiting-room minutes before class though, that part hasn’t changed…