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Today I officially entered the "brainless" stage of late pregnancy.

I had my regularly scheduled piano lesson at nine o'clock. I have driven to the mini-mall where the music school is located countless times. This morning I backed the van out of the garage, pulled out of our condominium complex, and drove away. Only after several minutes did I realize that I was travelling in the opposite direction of the piano studio.

I sheepishly arrived a few minutes late for my lesson.