So, telling Austin how
to get to the cookout last night. With Mom in the car.
Me: It's a straight shot down on 661. You just stay on that all the way.
Mom: 661 becomes 37. You want to go straight to pick up 37.
Me: Yes, 661 becomes 37, but it's a straight shot south.
Mom: You have to turn right then left in Granville to stay on 661, then after Granville it becomes 37.
Me: It's a straight shot down on 661. You just stay on that all the way.
Mom: 661 becomes 37. You want to go straight to pick up 37.
Me: Yes, 661 becomes 37, but it's a straight shot south.
Mom: You have to turn right then left in Granville to stay on 661, then after Granville it becomes 37.
Now keep in mind, this is how Austin & I go to
work every day, so he knows the route. I'm having a silent huff
in the front seat next to my husband.
Austin, trying to pacify me: Don't worry. You can
tell me exactly what to do.
Me: Oh, you don't have to worry about that. Ever.
Me: Oh, you don't have to worry about that. Ever.
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