I have an issue.
I have no idea where I’m going. No, I’m not having a quarter-life crisis, I really truly have no idea what direction my car is facing at any given time. My complete inability to figure out where I am can be rather frustrating.
Here’s an example. This last weekend, I picked up a friend to drive us out to a dinner in a town I’d never been to before. I wrote out my directions and picked up my girlfriend. We followed our very carefully written directions and found our location without a hitch. Awesome. I love it when that happens. The problem was the trip home. I have been to my friend’s house well over a dozen times (they just moved in there a few months ago or the number would be significantly higher), but coming from the opposite direction, she had to direct me every single turn- including the one into her complex!
I’m useless at figuring out how to get anywhere! I must have been absent on the day they handed out a sense of direction.