Having direction-o-phobia !

I hate the evenings when I have to drive two rounds from office to home and back. It happens on evenings when my hardworking-senior-designer-soul-mate tries to prove himself again! [his manager had warned me NOT to allow him to work like this… but who am I to control the inevitable?]

On those evenings, my schedule will be like this.

 

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6 pm---drive home, alone, with a pissed off mind and a lonely heart. *sob..sob* after all work is more important to him, than me *sobs harder*

 6:20 pm – reach home [if ur lucky with traffic]

 6:21 to 6:25 – arguing with myself , whether to skip gym or not

 6:26-- finally decide to go to gym, when the 35 € subscription fee flashes in mind’s screen in BOLD letters!

 6:27 – changing to sweatpants [and cursing myself]

 6:30—locks home and gets into car

 6:35 --- reaches gym

 â€¦till 7:30 --- punish myself for wasting 35 € as monthly and 100 € as initial joining fees.  *grunting while lifting weights*

 â€œswathi… this is what you get for wasting money, u ***hole”.

*grunting again while putting ‘em down*

 
7:32--- *tries to find car in the open car park* as now a days sun sets early, it will be pitch dark outside.

 7:40---reaches home.

 7:41 to 8:30---- in kitchen preparing dinner. * ”asianet” blasting on back ground*

 8:30---*thinking* some body is missing in this house.. oh! I forgot my soul-mate tiring out in office!!!

 

This happened yesterday, and when I took the car out at 8:40 pm, it was raining, stormy and foggy.

Got into the dual-carriageway [almost like India’s NH, but with no street-lights, no residential areas, and 2 lanes [for one-way] which are as broad as small play grounds]. The exits almost looked similar, except for the writing on sign boards. Storm and fog and my migraine made my visibility almost null. I wanted to go thru Cavan exit in N55. I passed exit to Coosan, and another to TownCentre. And soon I saw another green board toward left. I took the left exit and reached the main road. And…..

…..…..what did I see??????????

 

I LOST MY WAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

After driving (at 80 kmph) for 5 mts, I realised that I took the wrong exit and now I am in BallyMahon!!!! GREAT! Time is 9 pm. Road is empty as the weather is very bad. I pulled up towards a small driveway. Switched off the car (with lights on) and took some deep breaths… *hooo…hooo…hooo…calm down* (repeated 10 times). I have a car with half tank petrol, and a cell phone, and no money!. Not bad!! Can’t go back the way I came cos, dual carriageways are strictly for one way, only . And the speed limit in dual carriageway is 120kmph, which means if I go back that way, some big trailer at 120kmph is going to bang into me. *shuddering at that thot*

 

I called my hubby. Dear, I am lost. Now in BallyMahon. Took the wrong exit from N55. Even he don’t know where it is. GREAT! Time is 9:20pm. Weather is getting stormier and foggier! What a night to get lost!!!!

 

Decided to find next exit backwards. Went straight. Saw a roundabout. Took right. Got into a residential area. Saw CAVAN board, but cant take chances. Came back again. Called my hubby. He said “don’t panic. U have a car with petrol.” I said “But the climate is turning worse. I cant see a thing now!” he told “Follow “town centre” boards. Get there and come back”. I felt better, now . I know town centre very well. With my meagre visibility I followed towncentre boards and reached our office within 45 mts.  There I saw my best-half waiting for me outside the doors, in that worst climate, rubbing his cold frozen hands together. 

10 pm: Inside the car, I heard him say “you are NOT going to drive after 7pm anymore….thats it!!!”

…..Yippeee…..that means he won’t be working late???????????

Pssstt, I don’t trust him. He may hire a cab, next time! LOL!

 

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 The next day….

This time too he wanted to work till late night. Guess what did he do? Asked me to drive till office when there was still twilight (7pm). And asked me to wait for him at office till 10 pm !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  tell me, what should I do, with a soul-mate like this?

 

Note: that’s the pic of dual carriageways in Britain and Ireland.