My week began with a flat tire. Ordinarily I'd think it was a bad sign for things to come. But for some reason -- I just keep thinking about the positive.
It happened at on my way to the "gym" (a.k.a. my parents' basement) at 6 am. When I got out of the car I heard a whooshing noise only to find a piece of metal in my tire. It took about 10 minutes for it to completely deflate.
On the bright side:
- It happened on my way to my parents' house (less than 5 minutes from home) and not on my way to work during rush hour traffic.
- As you may recall, my mom had foot surgery and thus isn't driving. I just left my car there and took hers for the day.
- My mom's surgery also means she's at home today when she'd normally be at work. Thus, she was able to wait for Triple A so I didn't have to.
- My CR-V had a full size spare tire and instead of one of those donuts. Not sure how much that matters, but it seemed like a positive thing to me!
That's my friend, drinking a full glass of water! I'm sorry to hear about the tire but it sounds like you were able to roll with it.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I wish I would wake up at 6 a.m. to hit the gym!
Well that's great that it wasn't too much of an inconvenience!
ReplyDeleteWhat would you do without your mother. She is awesome!!
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