Okay over the past few months (almost a year) since I have been married it seems as though the constant question I'm asked is, "So how is married life?" What a question. You know not until now do I think I really am beginning to grasp what it is - a compromise. Now I'm not trying to be all psychological or anything just plan honest. But I would say by far the biggest compromise isn't money, isn't time, isn't work...but the inevitable question of who's the best driver??
I would have never thought this was an issue but recently I have been the absolute worst "backseat driver". I guess in the back of my mind I just don't think John is as observant as I am when I'm driving because he just drives differently. He's more aggressive, brakes fast, and passes closely. Now for some that's nothing but as I have gotten older I'm more of a defensive driver and wish EVERYONE was, but I will say that I am working on just letting John be John when he gets behind the wheel but man talk about some nail marks in the doors. This is just a reflection since we are about to test the limits by driving our longest drive with just the two of us yet over 9 hours tomorrow to Charlottesville, VA and Washington, DC for my b-day. I guess it will just be on long nap :)
Okay so now with saying all of that I want to give some advice to my many friends that are getting married. When you are tripping together with your new spouse just remember that these are tests and that men like to be the drivers so commenting too much can take a toll on their manhood, so just think about your comments before you say anything. Then for all of you that are thinking "well that's not my problem my man is a wonderful driver"....yeah I was that person too, but for some reason when you see FOREVER in that passenger seat you'll see that little devil come out of you...just stay calm and remember that even the best drivers learned over time and experience.
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I am a much more rational driver than my wife. For some reason, most women can't keep calm in the passenger seat. Guys, I suggest drugging a glass of milk before long trips. Hey, it worked on Mr. T.
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