My eldest DD, Elle, goes to dance class five days a week. Luckily we live fairly close to another family who's DD also goes to the same dance studio, so we split the driving duties. Whenever I drive home from the studio I take "the long way around". It's a longer distance as the crow flies, but it's quicker with higher speeds and fewer lights. One stretch is on a highway that is used to bypass the city.
Every time I get on that stretch of road... and I mean every single freaking time... I always think to myself, "If instead of turning right at the intersection I go one more mile to the next intersection and turn left... in thirty hours I could be in Disney World."
For years and years and years, I have lived 35 miles from work, which meant highway driving. But it was the very next exit past my work exit, that took me to the Tri State South,,,,and Disney, and once I found Disney, there wasn't a day on the way to work I didn't thinkk about ,,'C'mon, one more exit, GO FOR IT!"
You doubt me? Let me tell you what I used to do about six times a year, ready?
I would wake up at 7am to get to work by 8. I would work from 8 to 4pm. Still with me? Then I'd come home, cook and eat dinner, watch some TV or read or play some video games... then go to work and work from midnight to 8am (been up for 25 hours straight by now). Still with me? Here's where it gets good. I get home shortly after 8am, grab some suitcases, hop back in the car with Ruby and then drive... no let me clarify... Ruby would sit in the passenger seat and I would drive to Winnipeg. No big deal? Well, it was a 12 hour drive. So by the time I finally got to bed, I usually would've been up for 39 - 40 hours straight.
So do you really think I wouldn't make that left turn and drive for 30 hours... to get to Disney????
There's just one problem... THE DRIVE BACK!!!