Today I did some bad planning; well, actually yesterday I did and I felt the consequences of it today. I didn't realize our car was low on gas until we were almost home last night, but our car's computer gives us a mileage countdown until empty and so we thought we'd have enough to make it through Sunday and be able to get more gas on Monday so we just finished coming home. Well, today the numbers jumped way down and on my way to choir in the evening I realized I probably wouldn't have enough to even get home again and definitely not enough to get home and then back into town to get gas on Monday. It was a pretty embarrassing situation to find myself in, but I knew I didn't want to break the Sabbath and go buy gas on Sunday. It's kind of a personal Sabbath day observance standard for me, and I know it's not for everyone, but for me it was important and I realized I really should have planned ahead more and be prepared for Sunday. Anyway, I am blessed that I was able to talk to my Dad at choir and ask if he had a gas can at home that he could let me put in the car so I wouldn't have to go buy any. He said yes, and was my hero for getting me out of a circumstance I should have never gotten myself into.