Meandering...in a Panic!

So after I write this nice post, congratulating myself on my meandering and openness, I have to drive back the 15 miles to pick up the girls. And again, I decided to avoid the highway to miss the pothole repair traffic. But instead of meandering, I was close to lost! And late! I missed a turn (again) and ended up going way out of my way, and getting confused and being late. Ugh!!!!! Have I mentioned that few things make me more upset than being late? especially to pick up the girls? I thought I was going to have a flat out conniption.....Luckily I let my homing pigeon instincts guide me and I found my way. And as is often the case, I was the one most upset. I was about 12 minutes late, the girls were fine (not worried that I wouldn't show up, they were very laissez faire about the whole things) and their teachers were more than gracious. I'm apparently still working on the whole letting go thing. Maybe next year.