Double-check the address…
A very good life lesson learned this morning. Always double-check the address. I was taking Little Girl to a playdate this morning and it turned into a drive through the countryside!
As most of us do with an address sent to us in messagnger I simply clicked on the address and it opened in google maps. I knew how to get to the town. Head towards 202 and 9. Off we went! I should have become suspicious when the maps kept sending me in odd directions. I wound up weaving through towns I have not been through in years.
After 45 minutes I was close to my destination. To me, it was odd as I still was not in Henniker. The town I was looking to be in. Although New Hampshire is like most states. There are little nooks and cranny towns tucked in close to each other.
I figured this house was just tucked close to the next town line. So down a long dirt road and then onto another. I make what I thought was my final left turn to have google maps announce my destination was .2 miles on the left in WEARE! Weare is a lovely small town in of itself but NOT the town I needed to be in. I check the address and sure enough, it sent me to the wrong town.
I voice to text the address with the town and waited. It was 20 minutes away. Ug. So off we backtrack a bit down the dirt road. Now we are off in a new direction. The dirt road becomes smaller and smaller. Houses are becoming fewer and fewer.
I am not stretching this story when I tell you the road I am on now has become what can only be described at a path at best. It is very narrow. Branches and greenery are hitting my mirrors. Praying I don’t encounter another car as there would be nowhere either one of us could turn around or pull off. I am about 30 seconds away from a full-on panic but I remind myself over and over that I’m the mom and my anxiety-ridden child is sitting in the back seat.
So thankful that my Toyota Sienna has 4 wheel drive as this road is becoming more and more tricky. I am mentally taking stock of food I have in the van in case I need to ration it. Half bottle of Gatorade on the floor, check. Crackers in the bottom of the center console, check. Gum in the glove box, check. I keep climbing up. Up. UP! I pass a sign that says Weare Animal Preservation. Animal preservation? Oh jeesh. I was worried about running out of food now I need to worry about becoming food for some wild animal on this preserve!
Where am I?
When at last I think I am so lost that even Google Maps does not know where I am. I realize I am now heading down and the path and it is turning again into a road. A dirt road but at least wider and I am starting to see houses again. Another turn. Another dirt road. Finally one of the dirt roads turns into a paved road. I am starting to see signs of life. Cars, houses, road signs.
After what seems like forever, I come to a sign that says 202 and 9. I know where I am. Our destination is about 4 miles away. With a deep sigh of sheer relief, we made it to our destination. Her friend was waiting on the porch.
Lesson learned! Always double-check the address when you venture out to a new destination!
For another mom fail check out this post!