16 Things I Learned in 30 Days of Having an Electric Car

 1. It is 100% possible to forget how to pump gas. Although the Volt has a gas “generator” (not really an engine, but it’s a back up) I have yet to need to put any gas in it.

2. They’re stealthy. I had two ladies carry on a conversation behind my car while I got in, buckled up, put it in reverse and then had to stick my head out of the car and ask them to move because they couldn’t hear the car running!

3. Eavesdropping is so easy. Electric cars are silent, other drivers at intersections are not.. so you get to hear conversations people think are private.

4. There are no vibrations! You get used to it, but regular cars vibrate so much! It can’t be good for you?

5. PlugShare is awesome! As are the people on it. I used it to find a public charger when I was out at University Circle… unfortunately the chargers weren’t signed as being for EV only and a bunch of regular cars parked in the spots preventing me from charging. Continue reading

The Driver’s Seat

For a good chunk of my childhood, the family cars were: Dad’s truck and Mom’s van. But it never really mattered which vehicle we were in, if dad was going, dad was driving.

I never questioned this as a kid. When I was learning to drive, I asked my dad about it. I can’t remember his exact answer, but contributing factors included: his family’s dynamic, my mom’s driver/passenger personality and the fact that my father sometimes felt car sick in the passenger seat. I’d be willing to bet that most in my generation experienced the same parental dynamic, when together, dad drives.

I knew girls in college who would get in the passenger seat of their own cars to allow their boyfriends to drive. I wasn’t that type of girl. My car was mine. I bought it, I maintained it and I paid the insurance on it… I was going to drive it. It didn’t hurt that I drove stick-shift cars until my sophomore year of college and for the most part my peers didn’t know how and I wasn’t going to let them screw up my transmission trying to learn. During the entire time that Brad and I were dating, he only drove my car when I was teaching him how to drive stick shift.

In our marriage, there isn’t a “passenger spouse” and a “driver spouse.” There are two drivers. Brad and I tend to take the more fuel-efficient car when we go places… most recently that became my car, the Volt. When we get in my car to go somewhere, there’s typically no question who is going to drive. I know that Brad enjoys driving my car so sometimes I offer for him to drive.

So when we hopped in the car earlier this week for a quick Chipotle run, Brad decided to be a goof and ride in the backseat. Unbeknownst to me, he took a picture and posted to Facebook about riding in the back seat to go to Chipotle and that it was comfortable back there. Some of the comments it got made me scratch my head. Primarily: “Way to go Rachel!”

Way to go on what? On driving? On having a cool car? On properly placing my hands at 10 and 2 (which also received a comment)? On going out for Chipotle instead of cooking?

Then there was a comment from someone about enjoying it when he “lets” his wife drive.

When i read it, I said to Brad, “You don’t ‘let’ me drive. It’s ‘my’ car.”

I’m a woman with wheels. I drive places. I just happen to be married to a guy who occasionally likes to ride in the backseat.

Is it really that unusual?

Linking up with The Grits Blog.

One Great Thing

Diabetes Blog Week Post #2

Today’s topic: One Great Thing. I’m supposed to give myself credit for doing something well with my diabetes management.

I’ve mentioned that I’m a perfectionist before. I feel like that helps me keep on top of things overall.

  • I never leave home without my diabetes bag
  • I test regularly
  • I count carbs or guess as accurately as possible
  • I keep my work emergency kit stocked
  • I never let myself run out of supplies

I may try hard to be perfect, but I sometimes fail. The one thing that I’m great at though is driving with diabetes. By that I mean that I will not leave the house if I’m low or going that direction. I’ve been known to work late because I can’t get behind the wheel until my blood sugar comes back up.

Driving while low is incredibly dangerous and it hurts every time I see a news story about a erratic driver and they release that the driver was having a “diabetic reaction” or “diabetic emergency” because there’s always some idiot commenting that people with diabetes shouldn’t be allowed to drive or that they know that person wasn’t taking care of him or herself because a “good diabetic” wouldn’t have that problem. It spread ignorance and I have absolutely no desire to be that news story. (I probably have more to say on that topic, but we’ll save it for another day.)

Testing before driving can’t prevent your blood sugar from dropping while you’re behind the wheel, that sometimes means pulling over to do another finger stick. That is one reason I like the CGM that I’m trialing, I can check it at stop lights and see if my numbers are climbing, falling or holding steady.

Give Yourself Some Credit

I really like this topic because sometimes we have to remember that there are things we do well. Giving yourself credit where credit is due is important with any chronic medial condition.

Diabetes Blog Week

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