I am a suburbia girl. Today I went to the U of MN for an international adoption conference alone. Ryan got the pleasure of taking 4 children to a play we had tickets for in Minneapolis. I drove right to the campus and parked with no problems, in a little less than a half hour.
When I left the parking garage it forced me out a different way than I had come in. I kind of still knew where I was and I thought I was doing well. My gut told me to take a left on a street, but I saw a sign up ahead that said 35W, the freeway I needed. I went for the sign, the on ramp was several blocks away and then it was for the north. I was in the area of the bridge collapse so I blame that for my getting lost, but it was really that I don't know the city at all. I just kept driving and turning not even knowing which direction I was going in. Finally I called Ryan and asked him to map quest where I was and how to get home. He was doing work and talking to his "boss" on the other line, but he looked up the area and told me what to do. I started driving in that direction and thought "it's okay I still have gas", then I noticed that the car was overheating. I pulled over and went into the back of an office building parking lot. I called Ryan again and started whining about everything that was going wrong. He patiently explained how to put coolant in the car (a problem he has been dealing with for a while with his car and I feel it is time to get it fixed!). He said he would come to me if I just told him where and I was and waited a half hour. I told him that I could do this and I would be fine. I put in the coolant, called him again for more directions and started off again. His directions were great and once I got back to the freeways I knew my way around. I left the U at 3pm and got home at 4:30.
I am thankful for a patient, calm husband. That Minneapolis is a safe city. That is was daylight and not snowing. That I have a cell phone.
Rachel, I should have carpooled.
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As I was reading your post, I kept thinking about how I have to send you a message about how we drove around the entire U of MN campus trying to find our way out, and finally had to ask some runners for directions. Then I read the sentence to me at the end of your post and I almost fell out of my chair laughing!!! I am so glad that you got home safe and sound.
Thank you for your comment on my post. I know I need to talk about all of this more, but I guess I write better than I vocalize my thoughts. Some people in my family tend to interrupt me if I don't get my thoughts out quick enough, so I think that could be why this is. But I am appreciating the support I have found in you. I can't wait to swap chaotic babysitting adventures :)
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