
Beautiful sunset. Highlight of my day the other day, along with getting to the gas station at just the right time.
In a Time of Spiking Pump Prices and War
I got gas yesterday at my favorite gas station, which is just up the street from where I work. The national news is reporting that the average price of gas in the country is up to a whopping $3.68 a gallon, rising more than twenty percent in some areas because of the war that the president recently started with Iran.
Those of us who live in California are slightly amused by the horror that people in other states feel when gas goes up to these levels, since we’ve been paying more than $4.00 a gallon for what seems like forever. Recently, in the days before the war started, I was paying $4.39 a gallon for gas and didn’t think much about it—the higher cost of fuel here is a price I’m willing to pay for living in one of the most beautiful places on the planet. Also, some of the money we pay for gas is due to strict regulations that help protect the environment, which is something I support.
After the bombing started, the price of gas quickly rose $0.20 a gallon, up to $4.59, which I paid when I filled up last week. Then, since I knew I had a longer drive soon to do massages for some quilting friends in the Napa area, I stopped and topped off my tank Wednesday afternoon. By then, the price had risen to $4.79 a gallon. Which brings us to yesterday, when I needed to fill up my tank again after getting home from my road trip. The price was $4.99 a gallon.
I didn’t think much about the fact that a big tanker truck was there, filling up the station’s underground pumps. I pulled in next to it, went into the store, gave the clerk cash (because the thing I love best about this station is that you get the discounted rate for both cash and debit card transactions—I often use my debit card, but today I had a little cash), and went outside to fill my car. I have to say that I was grateful that this gas station, which doubles as a convenience market and liquor store, also traditionally has the best gasoline prices in the area. On the freeway on my way to work that morning, I noticed that the stations along the highway were already pricing their gas above $5.00 a gallon. To find a station that was at $4.99? It felt like a win.
Another win? I had a little change coming back after finishing my fill-up. I went back into the store to get my money, was first in line, and was greeted by the apologetic clerk, who said they had to restart the cash register system and that it would take a minute or so to get my change. Continue Reading…







