I can scratch number 5 off my Fall To-Do List! We visited a corn maze this weekend, and it was fall-tastic!
It was a date day with my husband so, you know, I was trying to look cute. Robert's a fan of this (thrifted) heart-print dress, and so am I! And so was a random chick in the corn maze who told me she loved it. Thanks random chick!
So I have no sense of direction whatsoever. Zero spatial reasoning. That's not so much my thing. What is my thing? Corn/sky combos. Oh, America! You are beautiful!
And I really wanted to do the maze despite my lack of being able to get anywhere ever without a GPS, but I also had a little anxiety. Like: What if I got lost in the maze? What if I I couldn't find my way out and it got dark and cold and I was tired and hungry and thirsty? What if I just walked in circles forever and ever ever. What if?
But I had a flag to wave just in case I actually did get lost and then the nice maze people would save me. I also had Robert as a partner, and that man can make his way through a maze! Excellent spatial reasoning. A strong and powerful sense of direction! So it ended up I had zero anxiety (although I rarely had any clue where I actually was in the context of the amazing maze).
Basically, I just enjoyed the view. Cornflowers! Butterflies! Giant billowing clouds in a beautiful blue sky! My handsome husband holding a flag!
And I clearly ditched the cardigan because, while it may be fall, it still got pretty sunny and hot in that maze! We ended up walking for an hour and a half. We were adventurers. We were on a quest. We had goals, and we were going to accomplish them.
The experience left me with the following questions: Why are you so pretty, corn maze? Why were you so unexpectedly filled with beauty? Why do you make me want to sing patriotic songs?
Oh corn maze, you make me proud to be an American. (Only complaint: the flying grasshoppers. Those are scary to me. Grasshoppers should just hop short distances. They shouldn't be able to get up in my face.)