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[willowoak]

I believe that it has been mentioned at various times and places that the Gods have a sense of humor.  Well, it was confirmed yet again this morning.  Yes, They have a sense of humor, and I am definitely Their plaything.

 

I’ve known for a couple of weeks that I needed to change my left front tire.  It had been low shortly before I left for CA, and I checked the tread, and noticed the edges were looking rather bald.  Since winter driving here in MN can be challenging, I knew I’d have to change it soon.  And because I have all-wheel drive, I knew that I’d have to change both front tires (at least).  So I’d settled with myself that it would be today.  After work.  I’d thought about doing it yesterday, but after I finished all my errands, I couldn’t bear to deal with it.  So.  Today.

 

Then this morning, I get in the car to go to work, and pull out.  Thump. Thump. Thump.  My keen powers of deduction tell me that there’s something wrong.  :)  I get out and look at the tires.  The left front one is OK.  It still needs changing, but it’s OK.  The RIGHT front tire, however, is flatter than a pancake.  All Right.  I GET it.  Today is definitely the day I’m changing the tires.  No.  I really didn’t need the clue-by-four.  I promise.

 

So, I get a kind friend to come over and help me change the tire to the donut…which really means that HE changed the tire for me, because he’s kind that way.  And he followed me to Sears.  So, we found new tires that have pretty much the same tread pattern as the rear ones, they changed the tire and re-aligned the front end.  And I now have new tires.  And the Gods are laughing at me.

 

What a day.