So much has happened over the last couple of days that I need some time to digest before I write about any of it.
Instead, here’s something I forgot to share the other day…
As anyone who has a car is painfully aware, gas prices are going crazy again. The best-priced gas station in town is right up the street from my apartment, so I always make a mental note of the price on my way to and from the highway. A couple of days ago I was coming home from the newspaper and saw that it was $3.87 a gallon. I knew that I needed to fill my tank, but I was rushing so I decided to stop and get it in the morning.
Big mistake. The lesson that I learn repeatedly with gas lately is that I should get it whenever I think about it, lest it go up again.
Which, of course, it did. The next morning (only about 12 hours later), the price had jumped to $3.92. I was SO bummed. Do you remember when gas prices used to change by a penny or two at a time? Now it’s 5 to 7 cents in one fell swoop.
I figured that since the price had already gone up, I would wait until I got home to stop and fill up.
This time, I took the right bet.
When I returned home that evening – much to my astonishment – the price had dropped back down to $3.87 a gallon.
You’d better believe I stopped immediately and filled my tank!
All of this reminds me of a trip I took cross-country with a friend in 1996. We drove up into the Sierra Nevadas and we were absolutely HORRIFIED to see that there was a gas station selling fuel at $1.75 a gallon. We thought it was highway robbery (literally!)
We were so offended that we took a picture so that we could prove to our friends and family back home that there was actually a place that was gouging customers so terribly. We were sure they wouldn’t believe the absurdity of the price if we didn’t have photographic proof:
Ahhh…those were the days.