So it started like this:\u00a0 I was leaving the house early the other morning in the middle of that terrible snowstorm.\u00a0 The roads were horrendous and it was freezing outside.\u00a0 I had an appointment clear on the other side of town, and then I had to head to the opposite side of town for a second meeting, and then back to my office for a third meeting.\u00a0 As I started on the freeway to meeting #1 I called my husband to tell him that the yellow gas light had just come on in my car, letting me know it was close to empty. Of course, my husband had driven my car last and he had left me with an empty tank (which of course is listed at the top of the husband mistakes never to make list!) .\u00a0 He answered the phone and said, \u201cHuh, I didn\u2019t know it was low on gas when I drove it last, but I am SURE you will have plenty of gas to make it to your meetings and back as it can go for a really long time on empty.\u201d\u00a0 \u201cAre you positive?\u201d, I asked.\u00a0 \u201cYou will be fine\u201d, he answered.\u00a0 And so, trusting my dear, sweet, reliable husband (who has the nickname of MacGyver by all who are familiar with his mad skillz for handling every situation that comes up with nothing more than duct tape and a hanger, so of course I can trust him), I didn\u2019t worry about it and continued on to my meeting #1.\u00a0 That meeting finished and I rushed to meeting #2\u2019s location.\u00a0 All the while drinking a mega big gulp of diet coke (yeah, you know the one that is now outlawed in New York\u2026ya, that\u2019s the one\u2026don\u2019t you judge me \ud83d\ude42 ).\u00a0 So about now I was dying to find a restroom for a potty stop, but I was late to meeting #2 and decided to go straight in and my bathroom break would just have to wait. Once meeting #2 ended I was running late again now for meeting #3 back at my office. I figured I would just drive as quick as I could and wait to make my potty stop til I was back in my office.\u00a0 So I jumped on the freeway and headed back.\u00a0 My car started making funny sounds on the freeway\u2026.oh, no\u2026now remember that the roads were terrible and traffic was a nightmare, so the situation was already a little stressful without my car making crazy noises.\u00a0 I got off on my freeway exit and the car started to sputter\u2026you have got to be kidding me!…That\u2019s right\u2026you guessed it\u2026my car died right there and I barely was able to pull over to the shoulder of the road as it came to a complete stop.\u00a0 Cars had to swerve not to hit me as I pulled to the side.\u00a0 My first thought was \u201cI could have died if my car had stopped like this on the freeway!\u201d\u00a0 My second thought was \u201cRollin (my husband) is in so much freaking trouble right now!\u201d\u00a0 At this point I was stuck on the side of the road \u2013 keep in mind that I had needed a potty stop several meetings ago and that big gulp was going to make an exit weather I was ready or not, which only added to my frustration of being stuck there \u2013 and to make matters worse I call Rollin and tell him I am out of gas and he says in a very casual, relaxed tone of voice \u201cOh, huh, how far did you make it?\u201d (which of course saying that after leaving your wife\u2019s car on empty and after reassuring her that it would make it just fine is also listed toward the top of the husband mistakes never to make list!) \u00a0I was ready to seriously jump through that phone at that point but I was too busy focusing on doing my potty dance to do much else.\u00a0 So here I was, car out of gas, desperately needing a potty stop, and unable to figure out how to turn on the hazard lights on my Range Rover (what\u2026 I have never actually needed those hazard lights before and clearly I have never read the car manual on how to use them as the manual came with absolutely no pictures in it\u2026who wants to read a manual with no pictures\u2026I mean, seriously!…) .\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0So yeah, at this point I call one of my partners from REES Capital who has to go and get a gas can from the nearest gas station and drive it over to me on the side of the road to fill up just enough gas for me to drive over to the station to fill up my tank.\u00a0 While he is filling up my tank on the side of the road my cell phone rings and it\u2019s Rollin.\u00a0 \u201cHey, babe, do you want me to come and take your car to get gas?\u201d\u00a0 ARGGGHHHHH!<\/p>\n
Long story short, Rollin had a very pleasant night sleeping on our couch last night\u2026okay, just kidding, but he probably should have\u2026.so in all seriousness husbands out there reading this, I urge all of you to please \u2013 o \u2013 please, NEVER, and I do mean Never, let your wife\u2019s car run out of gas!\u00a0 And if you do just keep in mind that no amount of duct tape and hangers will help get you out of the trouble you will be in with your wife!\u00a0 Mistakes like that call for diamonds and several pair of really cute shoes \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
Have a great day Wednesday and don\u2019t forget to check your cars gas tank before you head out!\u00a0 You\u2019re welcome!<\/p>\n
~Amy <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
So it started like this:\u00a0 I was leaving the house early the other morning in the middle of that terrible snowstorm.\u00a0 The roads were horrendous and it was freezing outside.\u00a0 I had an appointment clear on the other side of town, and then I had to head to the opposite side of town for a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":89,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[526,12,524,35,529,11,530,527,145,525,528,531,9,523],"class_list":["post-2396","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-car","tag-husband","tag-husbands","tag-love","tag-loving","tag-marriage","tag-mistake","tag-run-out-of-gas","tag-service","tag-take-care-of","tag-thoughtful","tag-trouble","tag-wife","tag-wives"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2396","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2396"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2396\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2401,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2396\/revisions\/2401"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/89"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2396"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2396"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.amyreesanderson.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2396"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}