For those of you who know me well, you know that I do not have "blonde" moments, and my hair is as dark as dark can be. Well, you could say that all those years of making fun of the blondes finally came back to bite me in the butt this weekend!
On Saturday we celebrated Thanksgiving with my mom's side of the family in Comanche, Tx (it's in the middle of Brownwood and Stephenville for you West Tx folks). Because of all the Thanksgiving traffic, I always drive down with my family and then drive back to Rockwall after we're finished on Saturday, to avoid all the traffic.
I printed off the directions from Comanche to Rockwall, and it said the drive would take me about 3 hours. I had made this same drive last year with my sister, so I wasn't worried about doing it again. I got off later then I had planned from my uncle's house and left around 5:30 p.m, but oh well.
I drove for probably about 2 hours and was getting close to Dallas when I saw the sign that said "Dallas 47 miles". I knew I was supposed to get on I30 E from Hwy 67. About this time, Jacque called me so I was on the phone talking to her. I saw the sign for I30 (or so I thought) and the turn looked familiar, so I got on the interstate. I talked to her for a while and then after we hung up, continued to drive. I suddenly saw a sign that said, "Hilsboro- 15 miles". Now, some of my friends will understand why I panicked at this moment. For the rest of you, I will continue to explain.
When I drive home to my parent's house, I drive from Dallas, to Hilsboro, to Lorena. It takes me about 2 hours to get from Rockwall, to Lorena. Hilsboro is about 40 minutes from Lorena. ENTER MY BLONDE MOMENT! In reality, when I was on the phone with Jacque I actually saw the sign that said I35 W, which leads back to Hilsboro/Waco/Lorena.
I TOOK THE WRONG EXIT AND WAS GOING THE COMPLETE WRONG WAY!! I WAS CLOSER TO MY PARENT'S HOUSE THAN I WAS MY OWN!!
There is no way to describe how mad I was at myself. I thought that it must be a cruel joke on me; however, it wasn't. I thought back to when I was on the phone with Jacque and thought I had seen a sign earlier that said "Waco", but I thought..nah, couldn't be. Turns out it WAS!
So my "3" hour trip turned out to be an over 4 hour drive. The only way I made it was listening and singing along to Christmas music. Otherwise, I would have probably pulled my car over and just cried.
STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!