I've been formally diagnosed.

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SuperflyTNT wrote: All wives are the same way, I think. Or at least most.

I have the ultimate response, which I've used and survived to tell the tale: "Man, I hate this fucking GPS. The damned thing never shuts up and has the most annoying voice on earth."
"What GPS?"
"Oh, shit, that was you? My bad."

I hate driving. My depth perception sucks, and, because I'm short, I have more blind spots in a car than most people. I also have an irrational fear of being too close to the car I front if us, probably due to my sucky depth perception. Al is an excellent driver with a great sense of direction, and I totally trust him. Therefore, I just get into the car, close my eyes, and let him drive. I'll open my eyes to help navigate if asked, with the understanding that I might screw up, and he is free to ignore any direction I give him. Neither of us get upset if we get lost. We just try to figure it out together. Also, we have a rule that who ever is driving is total boss of the car. They get the preferred cup holder, choose the music and control the temperature. If they tell everyone to be quite, everyone does so.