I am trying to limit my trips out of the house so that Tybee can get some sleep and be on a somewhat regular schedule, but I am trying to get the rest of the kids out of the house so that they are not stir crazy. So today we planned a library trip. I prepared a list of books that I want the kids to read, and they gathered up books to return to the library. Upon arriving in the library parking lot and hopping out of the car, I heard a loud hiss coming from the back end of the car. It sounded like it was coming from the tire. As I looked at the tire, it seemed to be deflating.
Not good at all!
I told Elizabeth and Rolo to quickly get back in the car. We needed to get home FAST! The good Lord knows I DO NOT want to get stranded with a newborn and a feisty 3 year old! So I safely drove home (notice how I do not say quickly!). I have this general rule that I'd rather ruin a rim than get stranded or change a tire in traffic. I parked in front of our house to make it easier for USAA's car service guy to change the tire. It was pancake flat by the time I got home. Can I tell you how much I would HATE to change a tire? I know how to do it, but why would I want to? I mean we have the motorist assistance, why not use it? Besides, I don't have a jack, my jack slipped and broke 2 years ago when my stepdad was changing a flat tire for me (thus the parking on the street and NOT on the sloped driveway). I know that I can get a replacement jack but again, WHY? I DO NOT want to change a tire! Patience is a virtue, and I am willing to wait for the USAA guy. I also know that it would take me longer to get out a jack, read the directions, jack up the car, get the bolts off and get the tire changed out; than it would for me to make a phone call and wait. So 45 minutes later, I had my spare tire on and clean hands. Much nicer!
Bad Backs Laxtoberfest 2008
8 years ago