As promised

I told you yesterday that I would share my story about almost running out of gas. I am one of "those people" who HATES it when I am even below a quarter of a tank, so when we were driving and reached that point, I started telling my husband that we should get some gas. He told me we were fine, and it could wait a bit. We were in the middle of the "complicated" part of the trip where we had to go from highway to highway. I think three changes in total. So, he told me we would get it once we were on the next long stretch of highway. By the time we got to the stretch the gage on my tank said that we had like 30 miles left on the tank of gas. I thought no problem, thinking it was like I-84 where there are gas stations or at least towns every 15 miles or so. I couldn't have been more wrong. As we were driving, watching the miles tick down, 25, 20, 15... CRAP! No signs of gas stations ANYWHERE!! So, I started praying. Please, God, let us make it to a gas station. We had Alivia with us and I was terrified that we would be stranded and Jimmy would have to leave us to walk and get gas... the miles were still ticking down. 10, 5, 4, and FINALLY there was a sign, "Gas next left, 24 hours" THANK YOU GOD!!! I just had to keep praying it was within the 4 miles we had left in the tank. Of course by reading yesterday's post, you know we didn't run out, but we rolled into the gas station with 0 miles left! It was an honest to God miracle. Moral of the story, when traveling in Eastern Oregon/Washington don't let your gas tank go under half!