I just wanted to share this with someone and this seems to be the most appropriate forum.

Last evening I was to go out with friends for dinner. As the weather was very plesent and I like walking, I decided to walk the 45 mins to meet them.
Only that at some point I realised that absend minded as I sometimes am, I hadn't taken the right road. Five minutes later I walked into the dance studio, mildy confused and not exactly sure why or how I got there.
And had to explain to the instructor that no I wasn't there for the group lesson that had just started but was actually looking for a big, well-done steak...