Baby Can't Drive.

Today = one terrible trip. It started off well enough, but hit a huge snag halfway.  And by snag, I mean curb. And by hit, I mean hit. Blew out one of my front tires. Or rather, one of my dad's tires as I have to borrow his car for the week. So awful. Had to wait an hour and a half for a tow truck.  I'm fortunate that it's a beautiful day in Calgary so sitting in my car for that long really wasn't terrible.  Got to the tire shop, paid off the tow truck (ouch), and embarked on a long process of trying to find a new tire.  It turns out the ones I currently have on the Matrix have been discontinued, so I was going to have to buy their new version of the tire which cost more than the original.  May I just add that the Matrix is a 2010 model, WHY WOULD THOSE TIRES BE DISCONTINUED ALREADY?! Anyway, I was ready to shell out for it, but the guy helping me was able to track down the exact same tire at one of their suppliers! I could have hugged him. I was nearly about to tell him I would buy all 4 just so I could have them on hand in case I had another blow out (god forbid!), but realized I would have to explain everything to the parentals ... which, in case you couldn't tell, i'm really not too keen on!

Anyway, I'm just waiting on them to call so I can pick up the car, get it home, hope nobody notices the difference, and vow I will never drive anything smaller than an SUV. This week needs to go faster so I can have my Rav back. Blahhhh.

So that's my embarrassing story ... it's especially bad because I drive this route nearly everyday, why would I do something like this now?! Ughhhh. Of course, at least it was just a curb and my tire and not the whole vehicle and another one! Small victories, right? Definitely feeling blessed and fortunate that it was just this minor incident, it could have been a lot worse.