I am always amazed at how people can run out of gas. Or maybe I am just anal about keeping the tank at least on fumes while I roll into the station.
But...it happens. And good job on keeping your cool. This one is what I refer to as a white sock issue...defined as my daughters never have matching socks on...don't ask me why that is so darn hard to manage...but after many months of harping, I finally decided it was not worth the trouble. If they have socks on at all, given its very cold here in the winter, who cares if they don't match?
Now the white sock issue has become my mantra for letting the little things go and saving my energy for the big things.
Running out of gas with kids in the car = white sock issue
Running out of gas while thoroughly intoxicated with kids in the car = Big thing!
Good job!
~T