Today I am grateful for lower gas prices. I guess, like every other on-going expense that creeps up and up over time, I had not realized how horrible gas prices had become. Until they came down.
Sometimes I would spend close to sixty bucks to fill my tank. On road trips that’s a real killer. The other day I paid less than thirty. Wow! That means I can use that “extra” money for something else, like a new snow brush, or a pedicure, or Chinese. I like that because I want to be a responsible consumer and aid the economy any way I can.
I do wonder, though, why when I get gas at the “lowest” priced spot in town, then drive five miles in any direction, there is always a station where it’s cheaper? What’s that all about? Murphy’s law, I guess.
I know it isn’t going to last. I know there is already talk about prices climbing back up. Soon. I’m still holding out hope they go under two bucks a gallon. I don’t remember when I’ve seen that! I was probably thirty! But for now at least, I am grateful for lower gas prices.