Low Fuel Living
I’ve often thought about writing a book about my adventures, taken when there’s less than 1/4 of a tank of gas.
My Dad tells a story about a trip to the airport in the summer, I’m driving him and my sister, Deidre and I’ve turned off the air….he reaches to turn it on, I say, “umm, no, let’s roll down a window”. My gas tank was dangerously empty, I’d forgotten to fill up, but truth be told, I was trying to cram one more thing into the day and my gas tank to shoved to the bottom of the list. It’s really amazing that we made it to the airport that day and that I made it to the gas station after dropping them off without running out of gas (I did ask the guy taking the money for parking where the closest gas station was).
Not that running on low fuel is a good think to brag about, but I think this is a very human thing. Truth is, I can’t seem to get to the gas station and fill up untl it’s a crisis situtation. Until now. I’m making a committment to myself to fill up tank before I get to crisis mode (which for me is when there’s less than 1/8 of a tank of gas). From this day forward, I’m filling up at a 1/4 of a tank. No excuses.
As I type this post, I’m thinking how this was really just meant to refer to my car’s gas tank, but it could be applied to so many other areas of my life….not waiting until I’m exhausted to go to bed, not waiting to crisis mode to clean out “that” closet, not waiting until crisis mode to etc, etc, etc. Might need to think on this one more.