Got a flat tire tonight. My fault. I apparently ran over a razor on steroids. (For real. I left that sucker in there to show the tire shop just how big it was. (Thats what she said.)) I have the WORST luck with tires on that Sorento. This is the.... 3rd or 4th time weve got something in it. (First time I was on my own when it happened.) Not that cars fault though. Im always telling my husband how independent I am and how I can take care of myself. So, I decided I was going to change the tire on my own. I got this. I did it back in drivers education class in high school. Step 1: Find spare time. *looks under SUV* check. Step 2: Figure out how the hell to RELEASE said tire. *stares at spare tire stupidly.* Step 3: Call husband and inform him youre an idiot. Step 4: Wait for husband to show up. Step 5: Watch husband change tire. (I TOTALLY helped. I took the lug nuts off and put the tire in the trunk of the Subaru so I can get it fixed tomorrow.) Step 6: Double check everything husband showed me so I dont look like an idiot next time. That was a piece of cake. Hope this made you laugh. lol A day in the life of K.A. :P
Posted on: Fri, 11 Jul 2014 00:29:52 +0000
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