You guys are the first people I am telling this happy tidbit. As you may know, I’ve been dating Pookie Bear for 4 years, almost to the day. Today I left his home and found my way back to my house without the benefit of my GPS!!!!! I tried this once a year and a half ago and got dreadfully lost. It was an overcast day and my GPS just couldn’t find its signal. I ended up finding a parking lot and I drove around in circles holding my TomTom out the window until it finally collided with the signal and only then was I able to find my way back home.
Pookie has lived at this current residence for about 3 years. It’s also true that I visit him more than a couple times a month. Clearly I am spatially challenged. Or, in other words, I am an idiot when it comes to directions and maps and finding my way out of a paper bag. I almost started to get lost today but I kept calm and tried to visualize my last 100 trips back and I was able to realize that all I needed to do was go straight. In fact, I realized it’s a very simple route. Right out of his house, right out of his development. Right at the third light. Right at 309. Right onto the turnpike and from there I am as good as gold. YET I GET LOST!!!
So why was I without my GPS? Pookie borrowed it. And I tried to pretend it was no big deal. Just as I pretend to not need it as I pull out of his driveway EVERY WEEK. At the stop sign to make that right to exit his development, I stop, hope he can’t see me and pull out the GPS, plug it in and off I ride, happy as a clam.

Wow. At first I thought we would be privy to a wedding announcement, but then I realized that would require a sense of direction.
Yeah, that was all my planning. Bad girl, I am. And totally and utterly direction-less.