Why I was an hour and a half late for work!
Ok so I got up at the normal time, put curlers in my hair got all dressed up in a skirt and nice shirt, thought wow I haven't worn a skirt in a long time! Got into the car (curlers still in my hair) start the 25 min drive to brighton half way there my front tire pops BAM! Oh shit, what am I gonna do, call Aunt Phyl, tell her I'm gonna call Lisa and see if there is a place near by that I can take my car to get the tire fixed, figure I have AAA they'll tow it. My brother-in-law awnsers the phone and says he'll come put the spare on for me. 20 mins later Hank shows up with the girls. I've spent the last 20 mins talking to mom and trying to stay calm. He tells me to go sit in the truck with the girls. The girls and I giggle incessently and make silly jokes what else do you do with two girls under 5? Hank gets the tire on it's about 9:30 so I call work and tell them I'm on my way. I almost hit a guy since I'm stressed and not paying attention, thinking how Hank has just told me I have to replace all of my tires as they are all crap and will eventually blow up if I don't have them replaced. So I feel like a major ass for nearly getting in an accident right after we have repaired the problem of the car for the moment. Also hate making stupid mistakes in front of brother-in-laws, as I already feel like an ass for blowing my tire in the first place. Anyway get off the expressway drive back roads to avoid more problems with high speed traffic. Get into town in Brighton and car starts acting funny again,get onto Grand River and start driving, spare tire blows completely out leaving no rubber only rim. I am no on Grand River stuck between the turn lane and the passing lane half in and out of each with my hazards on. Some nice guy pulled over while I was on the phone with AAA and tried to move me into the turn lane, but the car was not moving. The tow guy gets there fast and while in the tow truck I call and tell work I'm going to be even later now. I get to the tire place and the guy asks where my car is as I don't know what size my tires are I reply "Probably by the tow truck" He laughs and says "that was you" I say "yep" he comes back and tells me the tires in my size are on sale (thank God for small miricales) and it will be $78 per tire. I walk to work as the Tire place isn't far from the CU and I get called back. We fixed your tires but your breaks aren't working..... I just got them fixed so I'm going to see how that goes, if they are out again I'll have my sisters friend look at if for me. Sigh.... this can't possibly get any worse!