Over the past couple of years, my wife and I have had very separate and busy lives throughout the day. Of course this means that the time that we do have together is valuable. We often find ourselves driving in our separate cars, on separate roads, but with an intent to end at the same destination at a specific time. A good example of this is when we have to meet at the dance studio after work.

We presented a Foxtrot routine last night at the studio and although it went decently, we had our usual timing issues with the music. The Girl was pissed off enough about her performance afterwards that she had more than a couple of glasses of wine at the studio after our routine. This was before she remembered that we had driven separately and would have to leave in separate cars.

I’ve currently got a Yaris that is a courtesy rental while my car is yet again in for some repair work. The Yaris is an odd little car and I can’t get used to the fact that the speedometer sits in the middle of the dashboard to the right of the driver. This is a perfect location for backseat drivers to see how fast you’re going, but not all that great for the driver themselves. I thought that maybe a GPS pops out of the dash in front of the driver. Alas, that’s not the case.

Anyway, I ended up leaving the rental at the studio and drove The Girl‘s car home with both of us in it. We drove back to the studio this morning to pick the rental up and then I headed home while she headed off to do some temping work. She was ahead of me on the road. And this is what transpired on facebook:

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