Driving Downtown

Yesterday I had to go downtown for a school project. My mom forbade me to go alone, as she is always convinced I will be kidnapped or shot the instant I leave the protection of Champlin. However, she was busy and couldn't drive me. My father wasn't home, so he couldn't take me either. Also, there was another problem. I am not the best driver. In fact, earlier that day, I had realized I was driving straight in the "turn only" lane. Plus, half of the time I forget to turn on my headlights. I either panic as I drive or I don't pay enough attention. There is no in between. My hands clutch the wheel so hard my fingers hurt when I panic, and I stare unblinkingly at the flashing white lines on the road. On the other hand, when I don't pay attention, I glance around at interesting nearby buildings and drift out of my lane. Driving downtown didn't exactly seem like such a good plan. Especially not at night in the rain. So, my boyfriend offered to drive for me. Which is definitely a good thing, because around ten minutes into the drive, I already didn't recognize anything. I glanced at his face to see if he was as lost as I was, but he seemed to know exactly where we were going. Sure enough, he got us to where we needed to be without a problem. Then he sat with me for an hour as I did my project. When we finally got to head home, he pulled off a quick U-turn and we were headed for the necessary exit. He glanced at the side of the road and groaned. The exit was closed! I gulped. I had no idea how to get home now...well, not that I had much of an idea before then anyways. Maybe...Aha! There was a GPS in the car! I pulled it out like it was a lifeline, staring at the lighted screen as it reassured me that we would find the way home. The reassurance faded instantly as I realized there was something wrong with the stupid thing. Once again, technology had failed me. We pulled over to the side of the road. He's much more logical than I am in such situations, and easily found a detour to the road we needed. After that, we arrived at his house without any further issues. I sank further into my seat in relief. He had just saved me from countless minutes of driving around lost...well, actually, probably hours. I didn't know what to say, and my thoughts zeroed in on how relieved and grateful I was that he had offered to come with me. So sweet! Thanks Tanner! I guess that's the only way I know to say how grateful I was!