Mome reads Mommy, My daughter's way to spell it when she was younger... It stuck. My son calls me Mome... just like it looks. I now sign all my notes to them "Love, Mome". It's our inside secret and makes them smile. I always want them to smile.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Directions Please

I'll admit it.  I'm directionally challenged.  While my little brother has always been able to get any where on memory, I am the opposite.  I do not pay attention to where I am going if I am not driving, unless I'm navigating.  I like to know specifically where I am going and want specific instructions.  Every time I drive home to Michigan, I print directions from an on line source, every time.  It's just useless information to me, keeping directions in my head.  Plus it doesn't interest me, so there's no  retention.

When hubby and I first met I had lived in Virginia for 6 months and had pretty much spent  most my time at home or at work (and an occassional visit to a nearby after hours bar).  When he wanted me to meet him after work, he would give me directions like "Go down Warwick to the McDonalds, make a left, go to the 7-11, take a right...".  I wanted street names.  Do you know how many McDonalds and 7-11's there are around here?  Even on the same street?  I quickly started getting local directions on line as well and I couldn't live drive without them.  When my Mom's group has a play date, I just ask for the address and print my directions.  I've tried a GPS, but I couldn't stand the constant talking, especially if you make an "un planned" stop.  I want to know that I  have to go 10.5 miles on such and such street, turn left on the next and go 6.2 miles.  Then I get to where I'm going, follow the directions in reverseto get home (if needed) and throw the directions out.  if I have to go back to the same place a month later, there's a good chance I'll have to reprint the directions.  Maybe I should start a file?

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