If you haven't heard, we're in the middle of a gasoline crisis in the entire metro-Atlanta area.
We're talking crisis as in "most places don't have gas and if they do the line to pump is a mile long."
Crisis as in "you may just be taking your life into your own hands because people without gasoline can get really nasty."
You don't really know how much you rely on something until it costs $4.97 per gallon and is as scarce as a Jerry Springer show without any yelling, cussing or chair-throwing.
And of course this gasoline crisis had to happen mere weeks after I got a gas-guzzling SUV that costs as much to fill each week as a good pair of running shoes.
Which leads me to say that I will not be running more and driving less.
Or running at all for that matter.
I have cut down on the number of errands I do on any given weekend, and any miscellaneous shopping has been stopped. Which has been good for my savings account and not so good for the gross national product of Target Stores, Inc. I am sure they are feeling the pinch since I've stopped dropping cash there.
I hope things are good for all of you - at the gasoline pump and everywhere else.