Do you ever have a day that seems to drag on forever while speeding by? Does one event catapult you into a never ending day in desperate need of a "do over"? Well, ladies and gentlemen, that was my day on Tuesday.
I got into my car to go to work and saw that my gas light was on. No big deal as I drive past my favorite gas station on my way to school. As I started to back out of the drive, I realized that something was wrong with my car. It wasn't riding correctly at all. I pulled over right in front of my house only to see that I had a flat tire. This wasn't a small hole, get a patch kind of flat. This was an unfixable, my tire is now in two parts torn on the tread, going to need a new tire type of flat. Thank God for AAA!!! I got out my trusty card and dialed the number. I had less than an hour until they would arrive, so I went into my house and after calling work to let them know what happened, I did what any other stranded at home person would do. I folded laundry.
When the tow truck arrived, we searched for the spare only to find it between the front seat and middle row of the mini van. Not easy to get to. I held up the trap door while the tow guy used tools to get the spare out. I have NO idea how he would have done it on his own. He threw the spare on, told me that all of my tires were in a similar situation, and thanked me for calling. He thanked me!!! Now, I of course had thanked him profusely for being my knight in a shiny white tow truck, but it was kind of him.
So, off to the tire store I drove. When I got there, the assistant manager (I think) came out to my car. He looked at my tire and was very impressed. It was in two distinct pieces I tell you!! I was in and out in under 30 minutes with four fancy new tires. He did try to Pimp My Ride, but a pimped minivan is just wrong on so many levels. Then I was off to work, finally!!!
When I arrived, I thought that I was 30 minutes before my first class. I was actually 30 minutes late for a class using the lab for research!! OY!!! So, my day officially started at 10, and the first break I got in my day (other than a quick potty break during a research time) was at 3. I had classes coming in for research, classes I was teaching, and a club I lead. After classes, I picked up the girls to take them to dance (D dances tap and ballet while Little L entertains the parents). We finally got home around 7:15. My day still wasn't over.
After feeding the girls and putting them to bed, I still had work to do. I baked pizza dough for this weekend when my parents are in town. I started the cake balls that will adorn the birthday cake I am making for Little L's first birthday. The sink full of dishes was washed out and the dishwasher was run. After moving a load of laundry into the dryer, I finally fell into bed.
It really was a never ending day. But I made it through with a lot of praying (after paying the tire bill!!), focus on work, and a pie that husband threw into my lunch bag. Not bad for one day's work.