Consistently doing little things makes a big difference when it
comes to personal organization.
Problem is -- I consistently don't do those little things and so
I'm often a big hot mess instead of a cool cucumber. :)
For example: I regularly put myself in the situation where I'm...
"10 miles to E"
"5 miles to E"
"0 miles to E" and still driving, or
"o miles to E" and calculating how many miles over E
I am since my tank has an 11-12 mile reserve after it
shows I'm at zero miles.
Yeah, there's nothing stressful about that.
I do that all the time. Like eight out of every ten tanks of gas.
(That even might be optimistic.) I inevitably get to the very
end of my tank when I am feeling rushed to get somewhere or
when there isn't a gas station in site. It's such a pain in the ass.
Yet, I put myself in that position over and over again.
Just last week -- I kid you not -- I was in the car and thinking
to myself, "I'm going to work on making it a habit to stop for
gas earlier. I'll try to do it when I'm not in a huge hurry to get
somewhere and when I'm around a quarter of a tank. It's not
such a hard thing. I can totally do it, and it'll make things so
much less stressful and chaotic."
Then, on Friday afternoon, when I was heading back to the
house, I noticed I was below a quarter tank. I was hungry
though, and it was super hot out. I rationalised my decision
not to get gas by making the commitment to stop for it over
the weekend. I'd be ready to drive to Tempe on Monday
morning...
Except that I didn't drive my car over the weekend, and I
never filled my tank up. Then on Monday, I left with just
enough time to get where I was going. Thankfully though,
I had 43 miles in the tank, and that was enough to get me
to school.
New plan -- go to class and get gas right after. Then, get
serious about filling up sooner with the next tank.
So, that's what I do. I make a quickie stop at Whole Foods
and then I'm gonna hit up the gas station.
But imagine my surprise when I stop at the store and find
that I don't have my wallet with me. The 83 cents I have in
my car won't get me far. Neither will the "13 miles to E".
So, I start doing gas math. I take the "13 miles to E" that I have,
add the 11-12 mile reserve that I know is there. I think I can
make it if I don't speed, don't use the air, and I put the car in
neutral at lights.
How ridiculous, stressful and unnecessary.
I make it from Rural and Baseline (near school) to Arizona
and the 202 (ten minutes from home). Only using 11 of my
13 miles of gas. Leaving me "2 miles to E" and about 10 miles
to drive.
It was close, but I made it! I breathed a big sigh of relief when
I pulled into the garage. So thankful, since running out of gas
on a 111 degree day would've totally sucked.
That evening, when David got home, he followed me to the
gas station to be sure I would make it. I thought that was
sweet.
I am so over this end-of-the-tank stress. (And I really don't
want to run out of gas again. Didn't this time but certainly
have before.) It's time to do something about it, as a matter
of habit. I'm serious about filling up my tank sooner!!