Me and my family went on a road trip last night. I get really nervous driving so my husband usually does the bulk of the driving. This time however I had to drop him off at a friends house for his golf trip and drive the rest of the way to my aunts house with my kids. Kicked that drives ass. Didn’t panic, didn’t cry, didn’t have my rescue meds or my support husband (aka my husband). I’m so proud of myself.
