midnightsjane

I've been looking forward to the season finale of Once Upon a Time all week, so I rushed out of work at 7:15, eager to get home and set up for the big event. Tempting fate, that was. Went to open my car and saw a little sign on the window: you have a flat tire. Sure enough, the rear tire was totally flat. :Giant sigh: Open up the hatch to get the spare...ohh, this car doesn't have a spare tire. Instead it has some weird kind of kit that inflates the tire long enough to hopefully get to a garage, if you can figure out how to use it. Well, shoot. What to do? Call BCAA. So I called, waited on line for about 20 minutes to speak to someone, then waited for another 40 minutes for a truck to arrive. It finally did, and the nice man fixed the tire. He couldn't find any leaks anywhere, no reason for the tire to be flat. No idea why it happened. I hate those kind of mysteries.

I got home in time to watch the last hour of the show, which was a bit confusing without the previous hour's information. I did enjoy it a lot, must watch it again online to get the whole story though.

Just keeping my fingers crossed that I don't find a flat tomorrow when I go out.