Yesterday was just a great day. At lunch, eating beans and rice, I bit down on something and thought it was a stone, but it turned out to be a piece of a tooth that had broken off. It hasn't started hurting yet, but the part that's left is sharp (I think it's a tooth -- a back one -- with an ancient filling in it), so there's definitely a visit to the dentist in my future.
Then, on the way home, I stopped at the post office to mail off some jewelry orders, came back to get in the car, and one of my tires was flat. It was a few minutes aftter 7:00, National Tire closed at 8:00, and I debated whether I should call the road service and have it changed again, or just try to get to the tire store. I was fairly close, just a few blocks, so I drove over there, carefully, praying that I could get there before I was driving on the rim.
I got there, parked, went in and waited in line, and when it was my turn told the guy that the tire that they fixed on Saturday was flat again. I wasn't positive it was the same tire, but it made sense that it would be. He said there would be about an hour and a half wait, and asked if that was okay, and I said, well, what else can I do? So I gave him the keys and went and sat in the waiting room. I hadn't brought a book with me; when I left home that morning I thought about not having a book -- my ever-present guarantee against boredom -- but thought, you're only going to work and home, you don't need to lug a book with you. Hah!
But I had my knitting. So I sat for about an hour, knitting on the wall hanging I'm making for work. I could see into the garage, and they got the tire off, messed around with it a bit, then came and told me that it was ruined. Naturally.
So I ended up buying another two tires. So the downside is that I spent almost $600 on tires this week. But as Bob pointed out, on the plus side, I have four new tires. "The only thing between you and the road" is, I believe, how he put it.