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One fucking question …

I just got home from taking the theory test for my Swedish driver’s license, and I missed passing by one question. One. I’m so disgusted with myself I could just spit.

The test wasn’t especially hard, but there were some weird questions that threw me. Also, it didn’t help that Olof was sitting in the waiting room just off the test room (which had an OPEN door) with Tage talking his head off and Petra crying. The noise was making it hard for me to think and I was getting extremely stressed out at the thought that other people were trying to take a test while my kids were making so much noise and I just kept thinking hurry, hurry, hurry! which hardly helped me choose the correct answers. Of course, it never occurred to Olof to take the kids and go back whence he came (they had been out shopping then decided to come wait for me when they finished). Still, one question. And I can’t take the test again until October 10. And this is just the first of three parts, which means that even if I pass next time I still probably won’t have my driver’s license before the end of the year. Goddamn it.

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