I’ve been slowly biding time, waiting for the 1st of August so we can finally remove the P plates from our car. Yesterday I received my licence renewal form and I finally have that 5-year option.
It’s exciting that I’m not going to have to renew my licence again for another 5 years.
Mind you, these past two years have gone pretty fast. It doesn’t feel like it’s been that long since Jeremy supervised my log-book writing, and I drove to Esperence and back again in one weekend just to get my hours up.
Since giving birth, though, I’ve felt a bit of “I can’t believe I’m still driving with P plates with a baby in the car,” like there’s a sense of responsibility I haven’t yet achieved. I’m so glad the end is near.
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