Lost in Space

This summer my two sons and I visited Philadelphia for the first time.  We parked downtown, got the ticket to the parking deck, and walked off to see the sites.  

We visited the Reading Terminal Market, the Liberty Bell, and Independence Hall.  We returned to the parking deck four hours later but it was the wrong parking deck.   To make matters worse, there were like a million parking decks near the market that looked just like the one that I had parked in. 

My parking ticket was no help.  It listed the name of a company that had about 15 parking lots around the market.  I am not making excuses, this was entirely my bad and I should have done better, but there is something about the ADHD that makes us somewhat lacking in orienteering.  Some researcher feel that it is somehow tied in with the visual system deficiencies.  


We finally found the parking deck but not before my kids seriously questioned my sanity.  I thought my kids might cut me some slack considering that I spend much of my life finding stuff for them.  They were merciless and unfortunately kind of scared. 
The terrible part is that I had actually made a quick and dirty mental note of where I had parked.  I just had not counted on every parking deck, in Philadelphia, looking exactly the same.  

These quick and dirty mental notes are my Waterloo.  I will, however, do better in the future.  These kinds of mistakes (scaring my poor kids) are the only things, in my life, that make so much of an impact on me, that they force a change in my behavior.  There is always a silver lining, I guess...

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