Get Lost and Learn

I am scatter brained. It is true. You know what you really can't be while driving and parking on the streets of LA?

SCATTER BRAINED.

**Mom and mom like figures in my life- STOP READING NOW**
This is not for the faint of heart.


So obviously I am fine because I am sitting here typing this and I assure you my car is fine.
I actually kind of like driving in LA. Everyone drives like a crazy and everyone expects everyone else to be driving like a crazy so it works.

Unlike certain drivers, whose area shall not be named, that do not know how to use the freaken road!

Anyway, I went out to run a few errands and was lucky enough to find a parking lot with space. I technically wasn't supposed to park there because I wasn't going into any of the businesses in that complex but whatever.
So I get all of my stuff done and go back to my car. Taking all of the opposite turns I had taken on my way.

Apparently I messed up a turn because I am walking down the street I think my car is parked on and suddenly I realize I have been walking for a while. No good. It should have been maybe 5 minutes down.

I keep going hoping that eventually I will run into it and when I finally give up I realize that I can't even call anyone to figure out where my car is because THEY DIDN'T PARK MY CAR.

As I turn around to head back to my original destination and maybe go back over my steps absolutely everyone looks like a predator. It was getting dark and I could have sworn that old man with a walker was about to make his move. My solution is to make my self look as mean as possible. Because the skinny white girl with freckles is capable of looking as fierce as a puppy rolled in flour.

I also had my keys positioned in my hand to strike because I left my 'patty kat' at home (sorry Liz! It is now on my key chain.)

The story ends with me having to use my phone to get back to the first place and then going back over the steps I needed to take. Even then I didn't recognize any of things I had passed. I didn't spare a glance for the surrounding buildings because I have never had to. Someone has always been with me or I was in Cold Spring where you never walk somewhere.

The moral of the story is park your car and then read every single sign you can on the way to your destination. Take pictures, make notes, do whatever you have to do to get back to your car before you have to start mean muggin.

Love you all!

EMG