I was supposed to pick up my granddaughter from school so she could spend the weekend with me. As I said, it was a good thing I had my shopping done. As I went out to the car to go to Rena's school, I saw I had a FLAT TIRE!! The tire wasn't flat when I came home, so I figure I must have run over something in the driveway.
Anyway, I called the school and asked them to take a message to Rena that grammie wasn't going to make it after all. Then called daughter and moaned about the flat (and I don't have roadside service on my auto insurance), and she agreed to bring granddaughter to me after work. Then, when I figured Rena had had time to get home, I telephoned her and told her not to unpack her bag, cuz Mom was going to bring her to me.
So when they arrived, Megan went to neighbor and asked him if he could put the spare on for me. That's something I haven't the strength to do. Since it was dark he said he'd do it tomorrow (today). So, he did come over this afternoon and put the spare on. Since it's Saturday, the Sabbath, and I don't drive on the Sabbath, and it wasn't a true emergency, I didn't go to the tire store. Which is just up the street a couple blocks. I'll phone in the morning and find out if they're open on Sunday. If not, I'll have to wait until Monday.
Which means, I'll have to call Allen and explain the problem, and promise to visit on Tuesday and bring Harry with me. Since Harry has another medical appointment on Tuesday, we may as well combine both visits. There's no way I'm going to drive the freeway with that dinky spare tire on the back wheel.
Why don't auto manufacturers include a regular sized tire as a spare? Oh, I know. Cheeeep!
So, Rena didn't get here in time for candle lighting, so I lit a candle for her. Megan fed her on the way here, so it's a good thing I went ahead and had dinner without her. I knew she'd be late, but I did expect to give her dinner. Oh, well, we had dinner together tonight.
Well, that's my weekend, so far.
Happy Holidays.