...The reason that I have to go to the car repair shop today and get a new tire.

Yesterday morning, I thought my tire looked a little low, but figured I could make it to work and then just get it filled when I went to get my oil changed on break. Well, my tire had other plans, lol. I managed to get ON the turnpike, and then it went completely flat. So, I did what any other independent American girl would do. Or....maybe what any other stubborn, independent, American girl who knows how to change a tire would do...I changed it myself. Actually, that's not quite true. I put all the junk from my trunk into the back seat of my car, and then pulled out the spare. I then searched until I found the tire iron (I think it's called) and the jack, and then moved the whole mess to the flat tire. I got the lug nuts loosened (I am VERY proud of myself for that...they were hard to get off) and just as I started to jack up the car, a toothless guy with long hair stopped and finished changing it for me. Sigh...... You know, I've never completely changed a tire by myself? Men.... Although, he did it in about 1/15 the time it would have taken me to do it. And at least I didn't end up more grease covered. And so I suppose I was thankful that he stopped, and I didn't get killed by a semi or anything.

So, that was my adventure. It was very funny, actually. I didn't know if I HAD to call a tow truck, or if I could just change it, so I called my manager and said, "Quick question. Am I allowed to change a tire on the toll road? Or do they not let you do that?" and he replied, "No....you could probably change it there. You have a flat tire?", and I said, "Yes. I have a flat tire. [[beat]] Oh my gosh, I have a flat tire!!! I have a flat tire!!! Oh my gosh! Well, yeah. I have a flat tire, I'm going to change it, and I'll be late to work." He laughed at me.

And then today, when I talked to my dad and told him, he said, "Why didn't you just call a tow truck? You have road hazard coverage." Me: "I do?" Him: "Yeah." Me: "Ohh........"

But then I wouldn't have a great story about lug nuts and a toothless guy.



So yeah. I talked to my dad, and told him I have the last weekend of the month off which is also the day one of my friends is getting married. So I'm going home that weekend. He really really wants to see me. I'm thinking I'm gonna be spending the whole weekend with him, lol. My friends are going to be disappointed, but...yeah. Maybe I'll still arrange time with Tom for our pillow fight. While he's still single but taken. That man....

Yesterday I cheated on my diet, too, but oh well. It was a crazy day. We had no appointments, and then the last one was....fascinating. They seemed like very nice people, but they were....fascinating. They were made for each other, I'll just say. It was....fascinating. So hard to describe, I have never come across anyone like that before.

So, I better get me to the car place soon. They might have to order the tire in specially. Uggh.

Later

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