Most stations around Oak Ridge are still out of gas; the few who do have any seem to only have premium, at something approaching $5.30/gal.
After shuttling Beta around on Saturday, to work, and then back to school in Knoxville, I’d used up about half of the gas I had in my car. The one I DID NOT fill up when everybody hit the panic button last Friday. So, I figure I have two or three gallons left. I’m saving it… because I don’t plan to fill up again until this little self-inflicted crisis is over.
Today, my best and favorite client needed me on the East end of town. After ascertaining that business attire was not required, I made the decision to take my bike. That’s bicycle, not motorcycle. I scavenged up a little nylon backpack-thingy that I brought home from some conference, and stuck a notebook and my purse inside. Also a bottle of water, which was a very good thing.
It was a lovely day for a ride; the upside of the Turnpike construction is that there’s a nice row of barrels between me and the cars. It was 7 miles each way, so I got a little exercise, saved half a gallon of gas, and feel pretty good about it.
Very good, actually.