I’m breastfeeding in the Target parking lot and my husband decides to take our son into the store while I finish. I settle the little lady into the carrier, grab the keys, and lock the doors. We do park in the handicap/accessible parking spots so I walk to the front of the car and walk in front of the cars (the safe way).
I got lucky and some one was crossing when I needed to. I’m walking slightly to the left and cannot figure out why I’m not finding the door. I realize, when I see the BIG Target logo on the side of the building and in the middle of the sidewalk that I completely missed the door!
My sweet husband parked directly in front of the right-hand set of doors so I could just walk right in. I called him to see where he was in the store and had to admit what I had done. He was awesome and didn’t make me feel stupid.
Blind Optimism 