By the seat of my pants?
Well, today I was lost, twice. But I never panic. After all, I'm female. I ask directions. I also never panic. I figure I'll just figure it out. Like today...
Kim and I went to a Region I Spring Regional Meeting. I was using my GPS, but I don't trust it. Not since I was just starting to go over the Jamestown bridge, and the GPS told me to take a sharp right.
We were not so fortunate coming home. Kim had to get to work, so I was stressed. I got on the highway going South, when I wanted to go North. I should have listened to the GPS.
In trying to correct, I ran into a detour and got stuck going through downtown traffic, twice. Finally, I was back on the highway going North, but in the wrong lane, and was forced to go a route North that I didn't know. What could I do? I continue on and headed north all the way, until I finally recognized where I was.
Now according to Father Izzo's theory, what kind of person am I?
Kim said I bring him to prayer.
That's a good thing. Isn't it?