I wish I could make sense out of what makes gas prices go up and down. What’s noteworthy is that I filled my almost empty tank yesterday for LESS than $50 – at under $3 per gallon.
And I was happy. Because I didn’t have to give up my firstborn – like in the wry photo.
Seems like it wasn’t that long ago when I started to grumble if it cost more than $30 to fill my tank. A few months ago it cost $75 one time, and from then on I just added gas at $35 intervals.
Until yesterday. And thank goodness for nearby native American tribal-owned stations (who provide the lowest prices within 25 miles).
I guess we ought to make the best of the price drop while we can. I spose it won’t be long until the roller coaster starts uphill again. Us retired folks have enough trouble stretching dollars as it is.
Oh, btw, had they lived, today would have been my mom and dad's 74th wedding anniversary.
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