So tonight after work I went to the Willow House and was mostly unproductive. Entirely unproductive, perhaps. Depends on your perspective, I suppose. I wrote one line in a personal journal… and … yeah, that’s all. Talked to Pat some.
Anyway, after midnight when they closed and Pat left, I went to my car and pulled out of my parking spot and across the lane and parked again because I could immediately feel that something was wrong. And I got out and looked and my left rear tire was flat. And I walked around the car to be sure the other tires were okay, and I thought that maybe I should have tipped better or something.
Then, since I’ve done this once before, I didn’t get even a little anxious (this is meaningful since I sometimes get anxiety attacks over nothing at all or passing thoughts), I just changed the tire to the donut spare and took surface streets home. Well, actually I stopped at Safeway on the way home to pick up milk, since I’d only left a literal splash of milk this morning – only to find when I arrived home that my brother had also bought milk today; I would have called him to ask if he did, but by the time the tire was changed and I was on my way and thinking about milk, it was 12:30AM and I knew he would be asleep.
So I’ll be going to bed very shortly, but I have to get up early and take care of the tire. I think my dad has something with the tire place he bought the tires from to get them patched, so I’ll call him and ask his advice first. Then, if it’s like I recall, I’ll drive across the way and drop off the tire for them to patch and … maybe they’ll have it done quickly? Or maybe dad will tell me to patch it myself – he showed me how once, and I noticed the patching stuff in the trunk. And if the tire is fixed in time I’ll probably drive to work, but if it isn’t going to be I’ll take my bike – I just got a chuck adapter so I can inflate my presta-valved tubes with the schraeder-valved chuck on the air compressor, which should make getting to the 100psi my tires like a possibility.
There was something else, but I don’t recall. Anyway, I’m off to sleep. Briefly.
Oh, yeah. Definitely need a shower tomorrow, but I’ll wait to see what happens with the tire, since changing it again will simply get me dirty again, and patching it would be worse.