Panic

I do it. I panic. I am an ambulance chaser. I'll readily admit that yes, I have woken up my sleeping child from a nap just to see where a fire truck is going in my neighborhood. People in my neighborhood call me when they hear a firetruck/police car, b/c they know that I will know where it stopped.

So, last night, I'm watching coverage of Ike. I get a phone call from a friend telling me about gas ... I flash to my gas gauge and remember that I never stopped on the way home from errands .... I'm thinking there is going to be a gas shortage, it's going to be $6 a gallon.

*I won't be able to take T to the bus.

*I won't be able to take A to school.

*I won't be able to go to my parent's house tomorrow for my dad's birthday party.

*I won't be able to get to the hospital in an emergency.

So, I go out ...10:30pm - my husband thinks I am a loon. But, I insist ... he offers to go, but no -- I'm the chaser - I have to know what is going on.

And, I was right -- lines, 20 cars deep. My go to spot ... QT .... closed. No gas. So, I drive further -- feeling the panic coming. Thinking about people who are going to be getting in fights at gas stations -- knowing that FOR SURE I am going to hear about a killing in some south Atlanta town b/c someone cut in front of someone else.

So ... $98 later ... my tank is full and I feel like I can take a deep breath.

But, yes --- I am an ambulance chaser, so if you ever want to know about something, you know who to ask.

**BTW, camera is on the fritz ...so, no pictures right now. I'm researching on buying a new one.