I HATE TIRES!
So my morning started off fairly well (except for waking up at 6:30 instead of 7:20 because my body decided--so I was a little tired), then it all breaks loose...I go to get in my car and drive away and I hear a thump-thump-thump noise and I think, "oh, shit, I have a flat!" Now since I have been driving, I have had my fair share of flats: the first Valentine's Day Keith and I were dating, leaving church one day, leaving work one day, and now this one. And those are only the ones where I was driving, Keith has had a few that I have been there for and Keith and my sisters and I had one on a trip once. So I am an expert at changing tires.
Today proved a little more interesting...once I realized I had a flat I had to park somewhere...I was still at home, but the spots in front of our house are on the street and I WAS NOT parallel parking with a flat tire...so I pulled into the alley which is a slight downhill...luckily catching Keith before he left for a morning breakfast meeting. So we start to change it...on the hill..forgetting we should be on a flat surface...and the jack slips...yikes!
So we drive to my parents to get the hydraulic jack...come home and try it...and it still is slipping!
So now we are waiting for our insurance company to send out a tow/tire change guy to fix this problem....and it is only 10:15 in the morning!
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