I know I wrote a post on a flat tire a couple of months ago, and in that post (which I’m too lazy to search for right now) I extolled the virtues of having a full spare tire in my trunk, not the normal donut spare most cars come with. This morning, I backed out of the driveway and felt the unmistakable “Flub, flub”. Crap. I ran in, and changed my clothes – because of course, today was the day I decided to wear white pants – and changed the tire. As an aside? Changing a tire in the sun on a warm day in June kind of sucks. I was so sweaty by the time I got done, I needed another shower.
Again, I have to praise whatever genius decided to sell my car with a full tire in the back. I can’t tell you what an amazing sense of relief it is to know if a tire goes flat, I don’t have to worry about a crappy donut, or having to drive on the interstate, or not going more than 30 miles (which today, the latter two would have applied today).
If you are a woman, and you are reading this blog, I strongly urge you to invest in a full tire to keep as your spare.
However, this is the 2nd flat in a span of a couple of months. My car just turned over 60,000 miles. I know two of the tires were getting worn. I now have a plug in one (which one I don’t know). Tomorrow morning I will be having a chat with the mechanic to make the decision about new tires. It might be that time.
Fun stuff.
*Knock on wood* (Be right back, I have to go find real wood in the kitchen to make it stick.)
By: Fishing Around on June 18, 2008
at 12:54 am
YOU. GO. GIRL. not that changing a tire is only a man’s job or can’t be done by a women, or whatever… but it isn’t by any means fun and it isn’t always the easiest thing to do.
Also, I think once you have driven on the tire some where, you should check the lug-nuts again, just b/c they may loosen. (I think someone once said this to me, or in front of me or something… but always better to be safe than sorry.)
My Tahoe has a real tire in the back as a spare, but it weighs so freakin’ much that I could barely get it out if I needed it and the other key ingredient to changing a tire is a lug wrench and a jack… neither of which I have in my truck. So I guess I’d be screwed. Luckily my Dad is usually available for help in these situations. And sometimes Bryan is in the area to help out too.
*I’m not a girly girl afraid of a little dirt or hard work or anything… I would definitely change my own tire…if I had all the resources necessary.*
I hope your day doesn’t come across any other obsticles.
Have a good one!!
xoxoxoxox
By: jenn on June 18, 2008
at 7:25 am
Yes very impressive you were able to do it on your own. You go!! I once had a homeless man beat me to it in Miami and that, well that was a bit terrifying. So much better when you’re self-sufficient!!!
By: LJ on June 18, 2008
at 9:01 am
Cgrats to you for getting it done and getting on your way. It has been 15 years since I learned to change a tire, can’t say that I would remember where everything goes.
By: kontan on June 18, 2008
at 10:49 am