July 24, 2014
Lynda picked me up from the Dallas airport; a previous text told me she'd be in a black Highlander directly in front of the gate I was exiting. ( Sidebar: DFW is a very easy airport to fly in and out of.) I placed my bag in the back seat after moving a few baskets and books, and gave her a big hug. She started to make an excuse for the mess, "cause she had dog hair and books everywhere," but it was really fine. We were headed to a meeting, and the big GPS that's placed smack dab in the center of the dashboard sets us on course, as we get to chatting and chatting and well yea...chatting.
Suddenly we realized we passed our destination, things didn't seem right by the look of the area so we turned around, reset that big ole GPS and went right back on chatting and expected this electronic device to guide us again. It did not, and we were force to stop chatting and figure out that our destination had moved and they never changed their address on their website which we were relying on for the address for the GPS.
We drove around aimlessly while seeking and googling and texting to find the correct address. This situation of getting lost is not new to me, in fact it happens more often than I care to admit. My kids can testify, directions are not my strength. As Lynda drove aimlessly and happily she starts saying how this happens to her all the time too, knowing we are in this same 'I get lost all the time club' was very comforting. Lynda says she does not consider it getting lost per say she just tells her kids "we are on another adventure." #yeehaw
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