Feeling like a rat in a maze

I don't know if you live in an area that have blocks or that have sub-divisions. Chicago itself is made up of blocks. It is not hard to navigate because no matter what street you go down, it will eventually go to a main street. It is not that way here in sub-division land. We have little clusters of communities with main streets bordering the outside of these sub-divisions. Some sub-divisions are so large that it will literally stretch through several main streets and will be made up of several city blocks. In the last couple of days, I have gotten turned around in a maze of sub-division streets. I was not really lost because I knew where the main streets were but they could not be reached by the streets that I was on. Many sub-division streets dead-end in cul-de-sacs. You can see beyond the sub-division to where you want to be but you cannot reach it because sub-divisions have just so many entrances/exits to get in and out. There is a lot of construction going on now in my area. Some streets are closed off completely. They do not put signs up for detours around here. So, I have had to turn into sub-division side streets and wind in and out and up and down until I can find one of the entrances to get out. I feel exhausted and get a deja vous feeling that I have gone down that same street before. Yes, you do lose track of where you are and could possibly be lost in the maze for some time. I guess if I stopped and asked a dweller of sub-division then I could get out sooner. What fun is in that though? I do have my guy moments and won't ask for directions. I could use my iPhone GPS but it would take all the fun and anxiety out of it. Yesterday, I decided that I needed a cup of coffee from Dunkin Donuts. I went down one of the main streets I use on a daily basis. Well, the thing was closed. I went off on a side street into a sub-division. I wound up and down and all around while looking at the back of the Dunkin Donuts building. I could not get to it because there was no exit out of that sub-division. I must have wound around for at least 6 or 7 more minutes before I found a way out. It was just one strip mall away from the Dunkin Donuts. I have never worked so hard for a cup of coffee. I wonder if other people do this? What do people who are older who may become disoriented more easily? It happened to me again today! The street I normally go down because of construction was blocked for a neighborhood thing (the nerve!), so I went down another side street trying to get around the activity so I could get to the main street where I needed to be. Well, that didn't work. I went all around and wound up back by my house about 1/2 mile away. I just gave up and decided I didn't need that taco (which I had a huge craving for) and just went home to make myself something to eat.

I am done now. I am avoiding writing my paper which is due this Wednesday. I am so not feeling it. It is only 1/4 written. Wish it was as easy as writing in my blog.