This evening I get to drive to church, under Gary's supervision. I have SO been looking forward to being able to drive again! I will be able to take myself to work and to church and to the grocery store.
And yet ...
yesterday and this morning ...
I keep thinking that it's kind of been nice not going anywhere. I hate running errands. Introverts love to hole-up at home. For the last couple of months, when I get up in the morning, I've not had to decide which errands to run, which places to go. I've been stuck at home, except for the times my family has graciously chauffeured me to church or to doctors or to those occasional errands which managed to pile up enormously.
As of tomorrow, it's back to normal -- deciding which errands musts be crammed into the day along with all the other responsibilities.
As anxiously as I've been awaiting the return of my driver's license, I'm surprised by the sense that I'll also be losing quietness and calmness.
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