So?
I guess I like this house. It’s quite nice.
I’ve got a story to tell.
Okay, sooo, I rode with my dad. Guess what he wanted me to do? He wanted me to drive from the old house to the new one. Well, I couldn’t do that because of Washington. It’s a very busy highway. So, we’re at the new house. The movers get done; they leave. My dad was like, “We need to move my car.” I was like, “I’ll come with you.” Him, “No, YOU’RE going to move me car.” Me, “What the heck?! You don’t EVER want Johnathon, who has his permit, to drive your car. Yet, you’ll let me, who hasn’t got the permit, to move your car? ARE YOU CRAZY?!?!?” Him, “No, see, you’re a pro. You don’t need a permit. You got this.” Okay, so, what’s he do? The throws the keys to me, and I’m thinking, “What in the heck are you thinking?” I get in, and I say, “Dad, the sit is too far back.” Him, “It’s okay, there’s a lever in between your legs under the sit.” Well, I pull the lever ALL THE WAY up. He was like, “Is that good enough for you?” Me, “Dad, it’s ALL the way up.” Him, “Okay then lets get to rollin’” The whole time I’m thinking, “I’m going to die!!!” Then my dad was like, “Okay, when I tell you to stop everything take your foot off of EVERYTHING. Just stop everything you’re doing, but we won’t have to do that because you’re a pro.” So, he tells me to put it in drive. Give it alittle gas. I’m was moving! OMGosh, I was scared to freakin’ death. So, I’m in the middle of the road because it’s like a one car type road. Well, we have a dead end road. Guess what. I’ve never seen the rest of the street. There’s kinda trees that’s blocking the way of the rest of the houses. I was driving on this road and when we came to the dead end. I realized I have to put the car in reverse. This is where, I not only scared myself, but I think I scared my dad, as well. So, I had to reverse into someone’s driveway WHERE THERE WAS A CAR!!!!! I’m backing and my dad yelled, “Foot on the brake!” After telling me to put some gas into it. I almost hit the little green car. Then after I got onto the road again. My dad said, “Okay, Kristen, lets have some fun. Put some gas to it.” Haha, I did. Funny thing is I WAS driving like I’ve drove a car 4805809900000 times. Then getting the car into the yard, because we don’t exactly have a driveway. There’s a WHOLE bunch of trees everywhere. However, I didn’t have ANY problems. I put the car in park, and my dad was like, “Oh yeah, you’re a pro. Time to go get your drivers license.” I was like, “Dad, I’ve got to get the permit first.”
So, I had a very interesting Friday.
