It all started this morning and I was going to have a great day!
I finished my summer class (whoo to the hoo) and after went to get my hair cut. Sounds like a normal day so far, right?
WRONG!
On my way home my tire pressure light came on. Now, its done this a few times before (mostly in the winter) and I was about 10 miles from home so I decided to just check the pressure when I got home. Well, I didn't make it home. When I pulled up to my first stop light I could hear a very strange noise. The light turned green and I started to drive but this time the noise got louder so I pulled over to check it out.
Lo and behold I had a flat. Dang it! My first ever flat tire. Not as special as I'd hoped it to be. As I'm reaching for my phone to call Joe, a guy happened to be walking by so I asked if he knew what number I needed to call to have someone come and fix my tire. His response, "Ghostbusters".
Ahh, a funny man.
The next thing I know he's telling me to get out the jack and starts working on changing out my tire. Not only did I get one gentleman to help me but I got two! I guess I found the spot to get a flat tire when you're in St. Paul. They both work at Cosetta's - a fun Italian place to eat at that I had happened to park in front of. The only form of payment I had on me was $5 but they said I should just come in and eat at Cosetta's sometime. So Joe, I guess we're going on a date soon!!
I am so thankful for the two of them! Praise God!
At this point I have my donut on and I finally make it in the driveway. First things first, let Stella out. Poor girl had been in the house for about six hours at this point. I went upstairs to grab something and she had gotten into one of the garbage cans and proceeded to shred everything up as well as chew one of Joe's belts in half! He still doesn't know about that one yet:)
Ugh. It just keeps getting better and better.
No, I'm serious...
I called the Ford dealership near our house to make an appointment to get my tire fixed. I got there at 4pm. I left at 6:30pm!!! At this point I'm thinking, you have GOT to be kidding me! I guess a nail had gone through the side wall of my tire which means you can't patch it up and be on your way. Nope. It meas you have to buy not one tire but TWO tires because of reasons like "unequal tread" and "balance"! Total cost: $408! And the service guy felt a deep spot in his heart to knock of a whopping $20.
Here's one for you Mr. Service Guy....How about you knock off $200 and give me back the hours I spent in your waiting room watching Judge Judy and seeing about ten other folks walk in and walk out before you came and got me?!
And now, I sit here.
$408 poorer.
Laundry needs to be done.
Grocery shopping needs to be done.
And I'm ready for bed.