Rules of the Road - Who Knew??!!

Below are a few of the reasons why I apparently should not be allowed

to drive in the state of Indiana:

Reason #1

Indicates a center turn lane only

Reason #2

Specifically a warning type of sign

Reason #3

The acceptable speed for passenger vehicles traveling on a Rural Interstate Highway (defined as an urbanized area with a population of at least 50,000):

70 mph or as posted

(and make sure you slow down to at least 20mph to count and ensure the population is at least "50,000")

Reason #4

The acceptable speed for passenger vehicles traveling on an Urban Interstate Highway:

55 mph or as posted

And the #1 Reason why I have little respect for the state of Indiana's "Rules of the Road":

The Roundabout

(A traffic system put into place with the intention of slowing multi-directional traffic and minimizing intersection accidents. Indiana is apparently obsessed with this concept and while it looks pretty... one soon finds that upon embarking along it's path they are actually at even greater risk of causing if not just becoming an accident; not to mention the half-hour one spends sitting at the entrance just waiting for their turn to ride the merry-go-round!)

Now, I will explain:

I finally (with great reluctance) decided it was time to let go of my Nevada license plates and drivers license. I have now, after being here for almost a year, come to the realization that I am indeed a "resident" of Indiana. My work is here. My job is here. My dog is here. And, oh yes, my husband is here as well. While it is difficult to admit, I no longer own a home in Nevada... nor am I even the slightest bit close to "swing up to Tahoe" for the day, or meet my friend Carrie at Starbucks. Though I have remained in denial for quite some time now... the truth is that no matter how hard I look (and I have) - there are no mountains. I know it must come as a shock to many of you back west, but seriously, I look around and this is what I see: corn fields, wheat fields, bean fields... I step outside for 2 seconds and lose all feeling in my fingers due to the cold. My once black Jeep Liberty is I think forever now coated in a thick white sheet of salt from the road. Carbonated beverages are once again referred to as "pop", rather than "soda". Vaccuuming is really "sweeping". (Don't ask me what sweeping is then... I don't really do it anyway so I guess it really doesn't matter). And all around me people are "fixin' to get me some dinner".

*sigh*

Yes... I am home.

Which brings me back to the rules of the road. I failed them. Yes, it's true. I missed one question too many... and while I tried hard to argue in defense of one answer specifically... it was no use. And if that wasn't humiliating enough... the 16 year old right behind me passed with flying colors. Gag.

Above, you will see some important information that somehow I have escaped the knowledge of all these years. Let me assure you: I know the answers now. Tomorrow I will attempt once again - to achieve something I now perceive to be vital to my existence. My Indiana Drivers License. If I fail once again... I suppose I will have to return to the great state of Nevada where I am still appreciated and upheld as a safe and respected member of the driving society. My license is still good there for 2 more years... my picture is one of my all time favorites... and best of all: they have no roundabouts.

Wish me luck!