Very long day. So glad it's nearly over.
We left the house at 7 this morning. The driver's front tire looked depleted, and the light came on telling me there was something; plus, the little message said to check the pressure. We filled the tire at the service station and got to work. But by break time at 10, it was flat again. I drove it to Drobot Automotive on Kempt Road. Charlie told me that this tire was flat, and the one at the passenger's rear was, too.
$250.
Patricia came to the rescue for this one. Thank you, dear. By 4pm, I had two new tires on the front (it is a front wheel drive), and there was a marked improvement.
I nearly bailed on Toastmasters tonight, but went, and am glad I did. Something like 14 people there this evening. I had only run off 12 agendas, so we didn't have enough, which never happens.
After the meeting, Patricia and I got back to the car, on Granville Street, and drove home. I poured myself a strong drink because I needed one. We watched a couple episodes of "The Unbreakable Kimmy Schmidt", which isn't as funny this season as it was last. And, at 9:48, I'm turning in.
What fresh crap awaits me tomorrow?
Let's find out.
Bevboy
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