Today is Friday, November 13, 2009. Yes, it is Friday the 13th. The sun was shining today with a gentle breeze. I don't think it is getting into the forties like the weatherman has been saying it is going to do. Which is a good thing.
I did get laundry done with the help of the beautiful sunshine! And the dreaded balance the checkbook was also done today. With two of us working out of one checkbook, this can become a real challenge. I usually balance on Fridays, which I did do last week. However, with all of the mess last Sunday the break downs, not many of the transactions where in the register. So after about an hour, I did manage to get it done. Then on to my other favorite chore, grocery shopping.
My Jeep is not running or it will but making a noise that I don't like. So I am at my sons mercy. As most of you know, I really don't care to ride with my kids, it just makes me very nervous. Hubby did the drivers education, you couldn't pay me to teach kids how to drive. Not even with chocolate.
So we go to get groceries and he starts his car and it stalls, OK restarts it almost out of the driveway and it stalls again. OK, this can't be happening.... So I inquire as to how much gas this car is holding. Well I put $7 in last night before I went to sisters house. Now I am doing the math in my head and this is leaving maybe half a gallon of gas in this car and we are going to town?
Son go get the gas can that has five gallons more gas in it than your car does and put it in there. When we got to town I had him to drop me off and told him to fill up the tank. I am just in awe of him and his sister. She is the queen of running on empty. I just can't do it, never in my life have I run out of gas. That "E" stands for exercise in my book, not empty.
His daddy told me I had been had. How? Well, he knows that you get groceries on Friday and he knew that he was going to be taking you to the store. So.... I will bet you that his tank is on empty by next Friday as well. He is getting a full tank of gas out of the deal for one trip to town. Oh no dad, he has running to do for me this week. I need more boxes and then the trips to the Post Office.
Well, maybe just maybe he got me this time.......
Remember yesterday, dream about tomorrow, but live today. ~Brightest Blessings!