Road trip with mommy driving....one word....
It's not that mommy is a bad driver...on the contrary. She's one of those people that drive at or under the speed limit. (*"Well it is a speed LIMIT, not REQUIREMENT!" Yeah thanks mom, I know I know. Go finish your packing, cause I'm out the door tomorrow whether you're ready or not!*) As I was saying, she never speeds, and she is afraid of large trucks, trucks hauling loose objects, and loud trucks. This makes for a very annoying ride when you are anxious to hurry up and get somewhere. And when you need to make a left turn across lanes of traffic where there is no light, she's that person that makes everyone behind her angry that she won't hurry up and go; she waits until she can't see any more cars coming.
I can't blame her for her caution, after all she is driving precious cargo in the form of a strikingly handsome young man. (*No dad, I was talking about me.*) I just hope we make it before dark....let's see, if it's an eight hour drive and we leave at 4a.m., we should arrive no later than 9p.m......
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