Have you ever been driving and arrived somewhere and have no idea how you got there? That's me. Once I slip behind the wheel, I zone out. I ignore children fighting in the back seat, I can't hear the radio and oh.....I can't see anything that may be in the road. Especially those exceptionally large brown, furry animals with horns on their heads. What are they called?
Living Way Down In Mayberry is a blessing. We are surrounded by beautiful foothills outside of The Metropolis. It is peaceful, quiet and has its fair share of deer. I know this because often in the early morning I can look out my window and see a herd or two eating my neighbors flowers and plants. heh heh
I also know we have deer because I nearly run over them on a regular basis.
One evening last month I was driving home with Bubby in the front seat and two of the children in the back. Bubby shouts out "DEER"! I slammed on my breaks in the middle of the road practically setting off the air bags exclaiming, "WHERE? WHERE?" And damned if it wasn't right in the middle of the road...just standing there looking at me. The only person that had a "deer in the headlights" look was me. The deer just meandered off the road probably wondering what the hell I was doing.
Last year it was daylight and I was driving. Bubby and all of the kids were in the van. Bubby yelled "DEER"! I kept on driving looking around yelling, "WHERE? WHERE?" And I kid you not, Bubby said, "Look out the left side of your window." And there was the deer galloping along right next to my car door with his head practically inside my window.
I never hear the end of that one.
Any advice for staying in the moment while driving?