Jun 23 2021
Flat
Oh, dear!
The “low tire pressure” light came on in my car. I have come to learn that this alleged warning sign only comes on when the tire is already in fact flat, or basically dead. I have never once had it come on when there was not a disaster involved.
Fortunately for me, this happened when I was at the gas station near work. I decided that the best thing to do was to take it to the tire shop, which was not yet open, and return later with my keys.
In this, I was correct, because about a block away from the tire shop, I could hear metal on asphalt, never a happy sound or a good sign for a girl’s ever-svelte (and getting svelter) wallet. I barely made it to the tire shop. I rather regretted having a giant pink Kate Spade bag:
full of my laptop, a book, and other things and stuff as well as my lunch as I schlepped to work.
There was much schlepping involved that day, since I had to walk back again to bring them my keys and then return to work, and finally walk over there again after work to pick up Wednesday. They had applied a spare tire, so I had to drive slowly and majestically, trying not to look at the ominous and unnerving “low tire pressure” light on the long drive home. At least it’s tourist season and no one is driving fast.
They ordered a new tire for me and told me that the other ones were healthy, at least for now.
A YEAR AGO: A pretty addition to the bedroom.
FIVE YEARS AGO: Quite possibly the sweetest birthday gift ever. ~Sob!~
TEN YEARS AGO: Our beloved Rob was recovering from his spine surgery.
FIFTEEN YEARS AGO: Adventures with the Lovely Rita. I still miss her.
TWENTY YEARS AGO: A glamorous and highly enjoyable day. I have not changed in 20 years. I still love all the things in this post. Also, someone recently referred me to me as “a 40 year old girl”, which is encouraging when you’re one year away from 60.
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