Technology Beats Me Again.

I can do this, I can do this, I’ve got this. I will leave the house. I will find the clear the shelter event. I will take part in some way. I will convince myself I do not need to bring another dog home. But, sometimes positive thoughts just aren’t enough. Especially when one has a phone like mine. A phone that apparently did not believe I would not bring another dog home.

I first had to take mom to the store to find some kind of shredded cheese she wanted. As we pulled into the parking lot I noticed a jeep from the group and knew what  I had to do. As mom walked into the store I hurried and stuck the first duck I could grab from the back of my Jeep on the door and then went to catch up with mom. We went off in search of the cheese since we don’t often shop in this store. Finding what she wanted, we headed out. I got her home and then decided that yes, I was going to go to the clear the shelter event. They were going to have all sorts of things going on besides the adoptions. I knew that some of the group was going to be there as well. I was going to go.

I get in my Jeep, and I head out. I had looked up directions but as usual, my phone was not talking with or to me. I had a vague idea of where the place was so I figured I didn’t need the phone. Yeah, right. Famous last words in capital letters.

I missed my first turn. I had to go up and turn around and almost missed it from this direction. I manage to get on the road I needed and headed toward town. I kept thinking, there should be signs. I never found any signs. I drove by where I thought the road was, but never saw a sign. I then had to go find a place to turn around. Not looking carefully enough I hit a sink hole sized pot hole. I managed to get turned around and headed back. I still couldn’t find the road I wanted, or at least thought I needed. I found a place to make a U-turn and headed back one more time. This time I found a gas station to pull off and look at my phone. Bringing up maps, the image that showed looked like that comic strip with the kids that rather than travel a straight line, roam all over the neighborhood. That  is what I was looking at so confused. It was at that point I gave up. I pulled back out on the main road and headed for home. I didn’t miss any turns this time.

I got home, prepared something to eat and then took my place to eat and scroll social media. I had finished my meal and been sitting here a while when my phone suddenly and with no provocation spoke up and told me to turn left at some road. I don’t recall the name of the road because I was trying to get my fingernails-that had suddenly became like cat claws- to release from the ceiling. I stared at the phone without touching it, until I figured it was done. Nope. Fifteen or so minutes later when I was no longer listening for it, the voice came again giving me instructions of somewhere to turn. Remember, I’m sitting in my chair in my house. I am going nowhere in any fashion.

It hasn’t spoken in a while. I guess it too grew weary of the game. As far as the clear the shelter, I hope they managed to do just that. I hate I missed it, but will try again should you do this again. At least I tried. At least I left the house and drove off without actually knowing exactly where I was going. I even managed to make it home safely.  I’m just not real sure about that phone.

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