Last night I was leaving the mall when I realized my left rear tire was flat. In the parking lot. In the dark. I was alone. All of you single people will be able to identify with me on this one. There are certain things that just make you feel more single. Last night, I realized flat tires are one of those things. I had no natural person to call to come and fix my tire and rescue me. I tried my sister.. and ended up calling my 16 year old nephew. It turns out, their whole family came to my rescue. My brother-in-law changed it for me today… and I bought a new tire, so now I’m back in business. But last night, I was alone. Single. With a flat tire.
December 18, 2005