I’m currently writing this post on the drive down to Savannah (SO excited for our weekend getaway) but doing this in the car is not easy. And not because I get motion sick or anything.. but because I can’t stand not paying full attention to the road even though I’m not the one driving. As annoying as it is for my husband (he should be used to it by now), I am totally a backseat or passenger, in this case, driver. You could be the best driver in the entire world and I would still want to stare directly at the road in the front of us and warn you of any brake lights ahead or anyone getting over in your lane. It’s just how I am and I can’t help it. So as I’m typing away I am also glancing up every once in a while to warn him of any possibility of danger or to tell him to slow down. And now that I’ve confessed that, you probably never want me to ride in your car, ever. I can understand that.
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