Monday, June 24, 2013

Road Rage

I have never claimed to be a lady. Never is this more obvious than when I am driving. I can get a little road rage-y.

You see, I have a tendency to swear while I drive. The SWEAR kind of swearing. And I do it a lot. I swear without thinking. It's my instinctive reaction to jerks who think they're kings of the road and drivers who aren't paying attention. Most of the time, the words are out of my mouth before I have a chance to think about what I'm saying.

My sister always jokes that she can tell when I'm driving when she calls because our conversations go something like this:

Me: Hey La.

Laura: Hey Sissy.

Me: How are - gas pedal is the one on the right jackass. 

Just one example among many.

With the arrival of Willa, I realized that this particular habit needs to be changed. True I've got a little bit of time before she starts to repeat what I say. But it's not that far away. And given how the swearing flies out of my mouth with abandon, I better get started now on breaking myself of it.

This is not going to be easy.

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