So Mike taught me how to drive stick shift before we left for Portland so we would only have to take one car. He told me I did surprisingly well! And I felt pretty good about this whole driving stick shift. Two days after getting to Portland and being stuck in the apartment all day I decided to take the car and explore. On the way to the store I was just fine and I only stalled once in the parking lot.... I was feeling great but, on the way home not so much. It took my three times as long to get home and at one point I had to put my emergency lights on so people would just go around me! The worst part was that we have a gate to get into our apartment parking and the gate comes down fast! so I panicked and I kept stalling and the gate kept coming down. Finally the man who had be watching me for five minutes make a fool of myself decided to help me by holding the gate open, thanks! I finally rolled into my parking spot and got out of the car and when I got out of my car my groceries went everywhere! Luckily one of my neighbors was out with his daughter and helped me to my door. I shut the door and the tears began to flow! I quit stick!... At least for a while. I'm fine walking places or maybe if Mike does well I can invest in a bike! Till then a little fresh air and exercise will do me good.
