I drove into town today and went past the Maverick. As I passed, I thought to myself, "I should probably stop and get gas." I ignored it and continued on my errand. Two miles later, the Tahoe sputtered. We coasted down big hill towards another gas station and I thought we might make it. We didn't. We were very close though! I pulled out Juliet and Mikayla to walk to the gas station and noticed Mikayla was poopy. Digging through the bag, I also noticed I was out of diapers. Luckily, I coasted into the Walgreens parking lot. Diapers were purchased in minutes, Mikayla was changed and we were on our way across the street to the gas station for a gas can, gas, and Nacho Cheese Doritos.
Mikayla was good and luckily is too young to be bothered by running all over in her pajamas.
And luckily the gas station sold gas cans. The whole thing set me back about 30 minutes. But at least everything worked out in the end!
I feel fortunate that even though I was a bonehead, I was still okay.
2 comments:
That's funny! (only because it ended well) I've pushed it to the limit so many times, but luckily I've never actually run out of gas. Really it's a miracle that it hasn't happened to me. I'm always procrastinating that stop to fill up...
Hmmm, maybe I should be air in the tire because the low pressure light has been on for 3 days now. Thanks for the reminder.
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