A Pit Stop or a Full-On Wellness Retreat?
My husband and I took a 300km highway drive back to our hometown for the New Year. When we were almost at a rest stop, I casually said, “Let’s not stop, we’re almost there.” But he insisted, “No, let’s take a break.”
I went to the bathroom and came straight back to the car. Done and ready to hit the road. Meanwhile, he was living his best life: filled the teacup with hot water, splashed his face with a cold towel, smoked a cigarette, did a few dramatic chest stretches around the car, and even had a brief road condition chat with the driver next to us.
It wasn’t until I shouted, “Let’s GO!!!” that he slowly—painfully slowly—opened the passenger door like we had nowhere to be.
Smooth moves, calm face, steady eyes… he looked every bit the seasoned road warrior. But here’s the kicker: he doesn’t even have his license yet.
Got a co-pilot who turns every pit stop into a full routine? Tell me I'm not alone 😅
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