Internal Dialogue

On my way to Anacortes yesterday I was running low on gas, so I stopped just after Mt. Vernon- about 20 minutes from my destination.  I was already running late (I'm not much of a morning person) and I didn't want Lili to be late to work, so I swiped my card, lifted the handle, filled the tank, and grabbed my receipt as fast as possible.  Before I knew it, I was on the road.  I was about to the bridge by the casino (that's the official name) when I looked in my left side mirror...and did a double take!  The gas tank door (what's that thing's name?) was open! 

Shoot!  Did I put the cap on?  Oh geez.....ooooohh geez.  I hope no one else noticed (really self?  That's what you're worried about?).  If I didn't put the cap on, it's probably lost!  It's not connect to my car by a rope, string, or piece of plastic.  It's a free cap!  Oh man.  Am I spilling gas on the highway?  I can't stop!  Lili needs to get to work!  It's ok.  I'll go to Ace and see if they have anything I can use in the meantime until I can get a replacement cap.  It will be ok.  It's fine.  I'm fine. 

I made it to Anacortes, called Lili, and parked out front.  I jumped out, and guess what?  The gas cap had stayed in it's little rest on the inside of the tank door.  No reason to worry.  Lili was only 1 minute late to work.

P.S. Lili's new favorite phrase is "you know what I mean?"  She uses it quite liberally.  Like- "Hey Chew- I'm going to put this in the microwave.  You know what I mean?" or "Chew, I really liked those tacos- you know what I mean?"   Lili, you crack me up- you know what I mean?