This past weekend we set out for Columbus Ohio early, like 2 AM in the morning early. We were headed to the Scott Antique Market, an indoor antique market held only in the fall and winter months.
For those of you who are rejoining us, welcome. I have no idea what that glitch was all about, but once again I apologize on behalf of Blogger for keeping this soooo entertaining.
As I was saying, leaving that early in the morning or was it leaving so late at night?, makes one question one's sanity at times.
Here in northern Illinois, the state that taxes dead people not once but twice, we pay exorbitant prices for gas. Next to California, we are right up there, consistently, without fail.
So the one joy in traveling is trying to find reasonable gas prices because logic states if we are leaving Chicago, it's gonna be less. We usually make our first stop right over the Indiana /Illinois boarder as it normal drops about 20 cents a gallon immediately.
On Friday morning it did. Yeah!, less money to fill up. Home was $3.39 and Gary Indiana was $3.09. But wait there's more.
Next stop somewhere in the Indianapolis area usually.(can you tell we have made this trip too many times?)
And there it was.
We drove on to Ohio, arrived just in time to make our load in window and had an interesting weekend. Senior citizens are so much fun.
Then we packed up, bought gas in Columbus at $3.03 a gallon, again feeling pretty excited and headed home.
Next stop Indy. I am sensing a definite pattern here.
Imagine my shock and disbelief when I pulled into the same station Sunday evening and saw this. Keep in mind we are accustomed to seeing much higher prices on Sunday evening between Michigan and home, as everyone and their Mother is coming back from their weekend away and therefore, they jack the gas prices way up.
It's the small things that make us smile and after this past Friday's events in Conneticut, we all need to smile thru our broken hearts and tears, wouldn't you agree?
Home to create for awhile,