Trials and Tribulations Part I

Around Christmas last year "they" (they being the corporate beings who secretly run the universe and are probably alien) began running ads for Tom-Tom. The navigational device you could plug into your car. The ad would be a driver asking if the next turn was a right or a left, or some such thing. I haven't watched TV in a while. "They" may still be running the ads.

When I bought my car I had the choice between XM radio and a navigational system. I could have gotten both, but I didn't want to spend the money for two splurgy extras. So, feeling frugal, I opted for the XM radio. Of course.

Yeah. I'm directionally challenged. Severely directionally challenged. Like, I get lost getting out of my driveway, directionally challenged. I live in a decent sized metropolitan area. For the most part, as long as I stick to the freeways I'm ok. Then again, I have a tendency to get lost getting out of my driveway. All this would be well and good if my directionally challengedness was limited to when I was driving, or even if I was smart enough to keep my mouth shut when someone else was driving. But it's not. And I'm not. Needless to say, I should have gotten the navigational system.

Often my disability is minorly annoying and simply leads to me exploring neighborhoods that I would not have otherwise seen. It's kind of fun. Sometimes. But it drives George nuts. He likes to be on time...which means 15 minutes early...for everything. My wondering has a tendency to negatively effect punctuality. Punctuality is another issue. We'll talk about that later.

All of this to say, George has become my "Tom-Tom". As we're driving, in the middle of conversation, he will interject "in about two blocks you will need to turn left", and then the conversation keeps going. We could be in the middle of a fight and he will pipe in "take your second right", in the middle of whatever is being said. It just occurred to me today that when this happens neither one of us blinks. We continue on with the conversation as if someone else said that. And, regardless of whether I've been wherever we are going a hundred times, he will still tell me where to turn. Because he knows if he doesn't we will be lost.

When he commented he said he wouldn't blog about the trials and tribulations of dating Law Girl. Which immediately made me wonder "What trials and tribulations? I'm perfect!" I know that my directional deficiency drives him nuts. However, isn't it beautiful how we've adapted? I told him the other day that he is going to have to keep his cell phone on him while he's in training. He asked why. I told him it was because I would likely be calling him from my side of the world wondering which exit I need to take.

I'm going to be so lost when he's gone. In more ways than one.