3 flat tires in 3 weeks! Need I say more? It doesn't help that I don't know how to change a tire...actually I know how. I've just never had to physically do it, which is pretty much the same thing. Ross has been out of town for 2 of the 3, so I had to call on other gracious men to help me. My brother-in-law, Philip, helped with the first by plugging it, and today two of my coworkers came to the rescue and put on the full size spare. I'm not sure I could have done it on my own if I had to. Those tires are heavy!
Of course, I was already in a hurry when I got to my car and found the flat...fortunately it didn't happen while I was driving. I also happened to be barefoot, which my rescuers found entertaining. This morning when deciding what to wear, I opted for a cute pair of 4+ inch heels that I know aren't good for walking around in, but I was planning to be at my desk all day so that was ok! Well, shortly after getting to work, which involves a short hike from the car to my office, I had to walk some information to my bosses that was urgently needed for a meeting on the other side of the campus. Normally this wouldn't have been a big deal, but these shoes leave awful blisters! By the time I got back to my office, my feet were bleeding. Lesson learned...if choosing to wear these shoes to work, bring an extra pair of walking shoes!
The worst part of the day was that the flat tire made me later than usual picking up Jackson, so I didn't get to spend any time with him tonight. We got home, and he went straight to bed like the good boy he is!
Ok...I'm done venting. Tomorrow should be better...Ross is coming home!