Moving to the windy, curvy, mountain roads of Pennsylvania after having driven on the flat, straight, square roads of Kansas has been quite an adjustment for directionally challenged me. Thus, my husband came up with the perfect Christmas gift, a GPS.
I haven’t used it much, as I kinda left it in the car that stays in KS. Last night I made a road trip, and let me tell you, by the time I arrived at my destination, the little gal in that box and I knew each other in ways I’m sure she didn’t want to know me! If you’re ever driving alone and want some company, I suggest you get a GPS. There was a lot of conversation going on. She may not like me!
Let’s back up the story with me telling you that the highway I decided to take is in the process of being rerouted. And never before in my life have I seen so many “road closed” signs. (especially in Kansas!)
Our conversation went a little like this.
“Drive 6.3 miles North, and turn left at 167th Street.”
“Road Closed, not happening.”
“Recalculating……drive 2.1 miles North, turn left at 190th Street.”
“Road Closed, stupid!” “Recalculating”
“Drive .6 miles North, turn left at 200th Ave.”
“I’m telling you, the Road is closed!!!” “Recalculating…”
We proceeded to do this for the next 15 miles, and she was definitely not listening to me…she even had the nerve to tell me to go back and take the highlighted area! Her telling me to turn every mile or so had gotten my fervor up. I hate to admit it but, I my language might have even become a little bit colored. (On Ash Wednesday, no less! That’s one of those personality flaws that God & I are constantly having to work on. Imagine you’ve noticed.) Suffice it to say, I wanted to pinch her little head off!
So on the way home our conversation changed a bit.
“Turn left on 14th, drive 2.6 miles South. Turn left on County Rd. 45.”
“No, I’m not going that way.” “Recalculating”
“In 1.2 miles, turn left on County Rd. 50”
“Are you listening? I’m not going that way.” “Recalculating.”
“In .5 miles, turn left on County Rd. 52”
“I know what I’m doing, and we’re doing this my way. Get over yourself.” “Recalculating.”
“Drive 25.6 miles South.”
“Now you’ve got it! See, I’m not so stupid. Maybe you should listen to me every once in a while.”
“And I take back all those things I said about you probably being ugly!”