Awkward & Awesome Thursday

Whoooo! Take no. 18838018508793587 at trying to be slightly more consistent with posting...

Awkward

* Being consistent. No really. I feel like every couple of weeks I post something and promise that I'm going to get more consistent with posting and then........nada. It's embarrassing.

* Also awkward, never being able to spell "embarrassing" correctly the first 3 tries...

* Car tires. The ones on my vehicle were getting really close to be completely bald (wore down the treads) so the other day my mom took my car to get some good-quality used tires to replace mine. My lease is up soon and I should be able to trade it in sometime in the next 5 months so there was no need to get brand "new" tires, yes? So that went fine, picked up my car, took it downtown for a church thing, and then Tuesday morning I get notice that my front right tire is low on air. I mean, c'mon I just replaced it! But I figured maybe it was just one of those things, so sure, I'll work on it later (ended up being late to work because of a major accident so I was just going to do it after lunch).

WELL. Lo and behold, when I get in my car later that afternoon, I realized my car was leaning to the front right. No big deal, right? WELL. I get out and there you have it. My tire is completely FLAT. Squished. So I limped along to a gas station (with an air pressure gauge that actually worked) to air it up. Realized I could hear air whistling from the tire. Bent down to try to find the hole when WHOOSH. Blasted in the head with hot air.

That's when I realized...that there was an actual gash in my tire. Like, the dam in the Netherlands story type hole. Tried covering it up with my hand so I could air it up enough to get it to a tire store but nope, not happening. 

Thank goodness a tow truck arrived. Then I decided I should probably try to contact my roadside assistance people to get my car towed to the place where I got the used tires. Was told that that would be something I would pay out of pocket, like $120. Well that's useless (what's the point of this service if twice now they've done nothing but waste my time???) so I called the guy who stopped earlier who had decided to just sit around the corner.

Another complication is that I needed a flatbed tow. Thankfully one was just down the street. The guy from before called the flatbed operator and thank goodness there was a NTB literally across the highway. So they towed my car to the tire store where I was told that I probably had 2 gashes in the tire. Not in part of the tire that is on the road, mind you, but the side. Which doesn't hit the road when driving. Well, great.

So, long story long, I had to purchase a brand "new" tire, have them rotate the tires so the new one would be on the back, and wait 30 minutes for it to be done. 

Bright side of this, the people who put on the "used" tires gave me $75 for the problem they caused. Bad news, I still paid a pretty penny for this experience, including the tow truck. 

Thank goodness for emergency funds, yes? But so far so good. My tires seem to be holding up. Let's see if this continues until June when I can finally turn it in...

* That story. Man. Talk about long!

* Realizing that you stick yourself in the same problems over and over again. Like, I thought I was more prepared to be a stickler for the rules, you know? Yet, here I am, faced with the question of "what to do?" I've got to figure out how I keep getting stuck in this loop and stop it. Otherwise, I'm going to be running myself into the ground in no time. Not good.

* HOW IS IT ONLY THURSDAY? (well, Wednesday when I started this post!)

Awesome

* Being able to take care of myself when the tire issue arose. Also, well, this wasn't a major deal, but also having the foresight to prepare for something like this, monetarily. Saving extra funds like Christmas money or tax returns does come in handy sometimes.

* Realizing that I just need to wear eyeliner and being okay with it. Would like to be a "oh look, ma, no makeup" type female but the truth is, my eyes disappear when I don't wear any. And I don't think that's attractive. Oh and I should really just stop trying to wear any nail color other than black. It's just not the same otherwise.

* Family. 

Well, that was lame. Oh well.

Ciao!