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Can We Find Gas?
24. September 2008 by Kathy.
So, not only did we put the house on the market during the same week that saw the worst Wall Street crisis since 1929 - now we are driving an 18 foot truck and my car to Florida on Saturday - and no gas available in NC, SC and Georgia! Aaaargh! My car is full, due to a gas foray on Monday, and of course the rental truck will be full (I assume), but what do we do as we need gas on the road? DH has mapped the route with gas stations at convenient exits…but as yet we’ve found no way to ascertain whether the stations actually have gas.
CR and I tried to fill her car last night; we went to the same station where I found gas on Monday, only to find a long line snaking to what appeared to be one open pump. We waited a few minutes, but then saw that other drivers in front of us were leaving. Guess the pumps ran dry there also.
But even with this new crises, yesterday was great fun. CR and I met MT for lunch, a movie and some girl talk. We saw The Women and it was just what I needed: two hours of cool darkness with my brain disengaged, watching, well, drivel. But fun drivel! As MT pointed out, who could believe that Annette Benning and Meg Ryan’s characters were best friends in college? Not sure about the difference in the ages, but surely the difference would preclude going to college at the same time. Oh well, it is a Movie, a fantasy, and a chance to escape.
It was tough saying goodbye to MT…we’ve not been friends since college, but soon after. She was my first friend at “the corner table”. You see, while our children were at swim practice during the Huntingtowne Farms days, we mothers would huddle together at a corner table at the pool to watch, gossip, trade recipes, see to the younger one’s needs and sometimes drool at the lifeguards.
Gotta stop now or I’ll cry. I still have to empty the refrigerator since its trash day.
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