We Take Separate Cars, And It Saves Our Marriage

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I was raised in a military family whose constant mantra was:
To be early is to be on time
To be on time is to be late
To be late is to be grounded
We were never late anywhere. I don’t even remember my parents having to freak out about it very often. We just knew that it wasn’t acceptable to be late, and if you were the cause of the family’s tardiness, then hell-fire would rain down upon your head.
Even as an adult with an unusually large family, if I’m the parent in charge, we’re usually extremely prompt. If my husband is in charge, we’re either skin of our teeth, or slightly late

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