Lifes Like That

And…this award goes to my husband. I have to say that in past years I have had a few people try to teach me how to drive. But out of all of them, my husband has to be the very worst student driver teacher I have ever come across. Even though I now do have my licence and have had them for about five years, he is still the worst passenger I can have in my car. He’s so bad that I absolutely refuse to drive with him at all. If we go anywhere (even in my car) I hand the keys over to him. I have tried to drive with him in the passenger seat and I swear to god that by the time we reach our destination I feel like heading back down the road to divorce court. So for the sake and sanctity of our marriage, when we go anywhere as I family I keep my butt firmly planted in the passenger seat.