Sometimes it's hard to be a women

I must admit that most of the time I am able to fend for myself pretty well. However, the past couple of days I have been put to the test. On Saturday as I was leaving to do some errands, the low tire pressure light came on in the car. I abruptly turned around as I didn't want to be stalled on the highway. As I leaned down to check the tire when I got home, I could hear the air slowly leaking out. Now, I am sure I could change a tire if I had to. I have just chosen not to and instead purchased a AAA membership. I had to call them on Sunday to put the spare on for me. The situation was not yet resolved. I still had to get the tire fixed.

If that wasn't enough, my small garage door would not close using the opener. Could the fact that I hit the sensor with the grill as I was putting it away have anything to do with it? I tried everything I knew how to try and fix it. No such luck. I decided I could live with lifting that door open manually. I just stuck a screwdriver in the little hole so the door could not be lifted by anyone outside. Pretty smart thinking if I do say so myself.

I decided to go into work late today and go and get my tire fixed. I don't like the thought of driving around without a spare. Well--as I was leaving the big garage door wouldn't open. IS THIS A JOKE? WHAT ELSE IS GOING TO HAPPEN TO ME?? I actually said out loud "I miss you so much Honey in times like this. You would have taken care of all of this". I couldn't help it. It is times like this I hate being a woman living alone. Well, I took out the Yellow Pages and found a garage door repair place. In the end, God was looking out for me as 2 very nice guys came to my rescue. The spring on the garage door had broken. So....$169 later I was able to get out. (As a bonus--they fixed the small garage door too!)

Oh, by the way--I got the tire fixed today too.