Gas dropped two shiny copper bits at the local cheap service station. The panic is over. I found my comfort zone.
The 70 Buck fill two weeks ago on my wife’s car set off the panic button. Today’s fill under 60 we know we can live with it. We are happy. We know we can survive without having to give up another luxury to get the basics done. (Next in the sights was cutting out our Friday date day).
Have you found your comfort zone yet?