The stakes can be so high when the tank is empty in the middle of rush hour traffic! I become the not so nice Baker and rather a cranky lunatic yelling at everything that moves in my direction. Trying to push the vehicle to the gas station is not the easiest thing to do either. Especially, when you’re almost to the point of swearing because you’re stalled out in the turn lane.
So what’s the solution to this craziness???
Be more planful, so the tank does not get empty to begin with? That is helpful in its own right, but things still happen. Not every day, but often enough.
What about trying to combine those errands so I’m running less? Maybe...but often times that is just not possible.
What...you did not really think I was talking about gas, did you?
Thanks, Fondles, for reminding me of the idea for this post! Thanks also to Lindy, Amy and EsMay for gently encouraging me to write here again. You, ladies, are the best!