Maintenance

This morning I get up early and head to the grocery store. It’s awesome, no one there, I get to park real close, get my stuff, and I don’t have to wait in line to check out. About a half hour later, I get out to the car and see that my rear right tire is completely flat. I suck in my breath, I mean it is flat. Shit! I load the bags into the hatch and drive to the SA (which charges $.75 for air…for air!), I drive up to the machine and I’m met with “Out of Order”. Shit! Drive to the BP…”Out of Order”. Shit! Shit! So I drive all the way to the Holiday a couple miles away, tire rumbling, the whole time I’m praying that it doesn’t come off the rim. Whew! Make it to the Holiday. Free air! Put the nozzle onto the stem…nothing. Shit! Shit! Shit!

It’s -6 out right now, I’m standing there thinking, “Ugh! I’ve got all these groceries, the spare is underneath them, It’s cold as shit out here!! What the hell am I gonna do?! I don’t wanna change a tire in this cold!” So, I hop back in the car, and drive the three miles home. Rumble, rumble, rumble…pray, pray, pray. Whew, very slowly, I make it home without the tire coming off the rim. Although I’m sure I’ve ruined the tire. But, at least I can change it in relative warmth, and the groceries are in the fridge.

Last night I was IM-ing with a buddy, we were talking about relationships and fear of being alone. And he said something to me like, “Well, you’re alone…” I can’t really remember his point. But I told him, yes, I’ve been alone a long time and I’ve gotten pretty used to it. And I said, we’re all alone, really. Even people in relationships are alone. And you have to love yourself more than you love anyone else. Sure, I’d like to have someone, but I’d rather be happy and alone than miserable in a relationship. Why do I digress so much from a flat tire story? Well, on my way home I thought of our conversation last night and thought, “It’s times like this I really hate being alone, I wish I had someone to help me with the general maintenance of my car, or at least come to my rescue when I have a flat.”

Sometimes it sucks to be a girl who has to do it all herself. So, yeah, today I would love to have a man.

Update:

Got the tire changed…all by myself! Those lug nuts were on so tight, it took all my weight and then some to get ‘em loose. But, I did it! And, yep, the flat tire was completely shredded on the back…I came dangerously close to that tire coming off the rim. THANK GOD! AND DAD! Someone was looking out for me! I am super woman!

Hey, you single men out there? I’m a great catch! I can fix a slow drain, and a flat tire…heehee.