Bring it on...

No... I wasnt playing in the dirt

well,... sort of

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Saturday afternoon I decided to venture out to Shopko. Tthings were going really well until I came back out to the van after shopping...

At the same time that I noticed it... a lady getting out of her car said to me, " did you know you have a flat tire?"

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So it's about 90 degree, Humid! , I'm on asphalt and I cant get ahold of my dear husband.

I still have a ton of things to do, (like make 10 pounds of potato salad) so I have two choices

*1 Go back in the store and hope that I will eventually get ahold of rick

*2 Suck it up and change the darn tire myself

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I had learned to change tires in middle school...(just a few years ago) so I was hoping my brain could recollect how it's done.

My biggest concern initially was, where is the spare tire and if I have a jack, where is it?

I found the spare tire underneath this mat, between the front and back seats.

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Now the jack...

Could it be behind this net thingy in the back of the van?

Looks like some kind of a cubby hole.



I pull off the net and cover and there it is, at least I think that's a jack.

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I went to it and had it changed in 15 minutes, start to finish.

No knights in shining armor walked by to help

only two elderly ladies with a walker

They stopped when they saw me sitting on the ground and here's what they said,

"is that a lady down there?, I really wish I had a camera"

I said back, "yeah I wish I had a camera too"

But I had to wait till I got home to take the picture of my dirty hands and pose in front of the spare that I put on.

It's not something I'd want to do everyday, but I'm glad I did.

I felt quite proud of myself :)