A few weeks ago, after I got home from grocery shopping, I noticed that my GPS was missing. I knew I had put it on the floor of the car before I went into the store. It was within easy reach so I figured it would be easy to find and that’s the first place I looked. It wasn’t there. I even looked in the back to see if it had slid back there and I couldn’t find it.
Every time I’ve gotten in the car since then, I’ve searched again and haven’t been able to find it. I’d like to say that I’ve been lost without it but that wouldn’t be entirely accurate. I have a terrible sense of direction and so far, my GPS and I are tied for first place for which of us gets lost more frequently, my GPS or I.
Last night, I gave in. I got on the Internet to see if I could find another GPS that wouldn’t be too difficult for me to learn as I remembered the steep learning curve I went through to figure out how to program all the addresses that were in my other GPS. My only hope was that they had made it easier to program since my last purchase six years ago.
I spent a considerable amount of time researching the new models and I finally made my selection. Then I remembered that Mercury is Retrograde and you shouldn’t buy anything important or sign any contracts during a Mercury Retrograde.
My astrologer wouldn’t be happy to learn that I usually ignore the warning. If I need something and the price is right, I buy it no matter where Mercury is. This time I decided to wait until Mercury goes Direct in about two weeks before I made the purchase. I also remembered that when Mercury is Retrograde, it’s a good time to research the item and to do your due diligence. so I figured I wouldn’t rush out to replace my GPS just yet.
Today, as the supermarket’s bag boy finished putting my groceries in the car, I asked him if he could find my missing GPS. And lo, and behold, he found it wedged in between the carpeting of the front and back seats.
It was like welcoming back an old friend; my GPS got me lost again.