Today I went to a karaoke place with friends, and it was a BLAST! After hanging at a tavern in Atlanta and having some yummy food, I headed to where I'm housesitting.
Result: I got off of the right exit on GA 400. I was literally about 15 minutes from home. Somehow I got completely lost. I literally just drove on random streets because I knew that I EVENTUALLY would end up somewhere familiar. I was far from my home, so I was fairly unfamiliar with the area I was in.
30 minutes later, I end literally ONE MILE from the tavern I had started at. I went in a huge freakin' circle. Part of me was like, "Really??" but a bigger part of me was just glad that I was somewhere I recognized.
I got home. Eventually. I have THE worst sense of direction of anyone that I know. I bring directions with me, and I still get lost. Sigh.
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