Well...It's Official. I am now an eighty year old woman.
A Travis County Trooper pulled me over today for driving too slow. After a warning ticket (and a discussion on the fact that my Louisiana drivers license is illegal since we moved here two years ago), he told me that if I was uncomfortable driving the speed limit, I needed to drive in the right hand lane.
And since I have previously said I am within 10 years of eliminating driving at night all together, Scott is taking me tomorrow to purchase a Rascal Mobility Scooter and some cataract glasses.