I know I shouldn't get all worked up over the gas prices, but I just can't help it. Wednesday, in my neighborhood and work 'hood, gas was $2.38. I had a big shopping trip across the river in southern Indiana, where the gas is always cheaper. I stopped before heading back across the bridge and filled up the BMW for $2.16 a gallon. I was almost giddy with excitement on getting my gas for 22 cents cheaper. When I drove home from work yesterday, it was $2.09. I know what you're thinking. "Puddin, you should be happy that you still saved 22 cents a gallon." Yes, I should. Should.
As a humanitarian gesture toward to all of my faithful readers in Kentuckiana, I will let you all know when I buy gas. That way, you can go buy gas the next day when it will be much cheaper.
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