Back in mid-March, during Spring Break, our daughter went to a basketball camp. Just a few hours a day to work on her game and burn off some energy.
As I dropped her off one morning, I noticed my car was low on fuel so on the way home I hit the gas station and filled up. That day was March 12.
It’s now the last week of December and my car is still running on that same tank of gas. That’s the kind of year it’s been.
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