The Sweet Husband

No Sense of Direction

One of my nieces (not by blood, but by love) is coming back from visiting her family and mentioned that until she started teaching she didn't realize she had a learning disability because she is directionally challenged.
Naturally, that reminded me of a story from my youth.
The first man I chose to marry had a pretty severe birth defect, it was being born with zero sense of humor. I will be the first to admit, it takes a HUGE sense of humor to be married to me. Without it, the marriage is doomed.
He went to work for Brown and Root, and we were moving to a power plant job in Grafton, Virginia.
He explained to me, very patiently, that he would work his last day at his current job, then he would drive us from our home in Silsbee, Tx, through Louisiana, into Mississippi, and I would then drive us accross Alabama, just the tip of Georgia, through
North Carolina,where we would stop to see his sister and into Virginia.
I had driven for a very long time, and the weather was getting bad, it was night time, but I could see the road was beginning to ice over, so I woke him up and said I'm getting scared, I can't drive on icy roads.
He said, ok I'm rested, where are we?
I reply, we just passed the sign that said Welcome to Indiana.
He says, Indiana, how the hell did we get to Indiana?????
Well, I kept looking for a sign, but I didn't see one.
He said, I wrote down all the directions, so you didn't have to look at the map!!
I have them, but I didn't see the sign, I was still looking for the sign dammit! You did not put where the sign would be, You did not put once you get to this town, look for a sign that says Highway number XXX, you just said look for Highway XXX and I was looking for it.
I am still pretty ticked off about him insinuating that I would have driven us into Lake Michigan if he hadn't waked up, but since it's been 40 years or so I will try to let it go.