Whoops! I screwed up. Today's the 19th. It's the day we're all boycotting gas stations. I was reminded of that last night around 9:30. I thought about going out right then and filling my tank. But I was too tired. Mostly, I was too lazy.
Today I'm regretting my decision to pull the covers over my
eyes. I may have less than a quarter of a tank. So choosing
the most direct route is crucial on this dog-day afternoon.
For the past two weeks I've posted pictures of one gas station in
my neighborhood. Each post showed a considerable increase in gas
prices from the week before. And wouldn't you know, it's gone up
again, one more week later. It's now hanging just below $2.50 for
regular unleaded. I was so furious I zoomed right past, thinking
I'd get gas somewhere else. But the car took me home
instead. Then I ate lots of vanilla yogurt and I was too blissed
out to remember to go back out for gas.
Let's hope I make it around town on the remaining gas in my tank
today. I'd hate to be that lone, shameful gas station patron with
traffic honking and flipping me off. Can you believe I actually
spent a lot of time thinking about the best secluded gas station
around? I can't think of one that's not on a major intersection.
Okay, off I go...