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Parts of my day yesterday were interesting so I thought I’d share my good times.  On my way to my doctor’s appointment I was driving out of the parking garage at work.  I tend to take corners fairly close because other drivers love to speed through the garage taking wide turns.  However, this time I take a corner a little to close and scrape the pathfinder’s back passenger-side door.  It also left a nice bulge in the sidewall of my back left tire. Not good but wasn’t flat yet so I kept my eye on it through the day.

Doctor’s visit went well.  I think my beer baby is growing and is on track to take over The Elder Extroverted Holy One’s baby gut any day now.  I guess my doctor doesn’t think I’m morbidly obese or he would’ve said something. Right?

I get back to my car and the bulge is still there but the tire is still not flat so I head back to work.  After which I pick up the Young Extroverted One and head towards home.

The bulge finally gave up on Ellington Parkway.  So, I pull over.  I’ve changed a number of tires in my day but I have never had to change a tire in the pathfinder.  Sweet.  I, finally, remembered where the jack, wrench and other stuff were kept, but, I had no clue as to how to get the spare tire down from under the car.  At least I used it as a good learning opportunity for the YEO for I believe changing tires is one of many important skills females should know (unless they don’t want to).  So, here we are on the side of extremely busy Ellington, me looking through the car’s instruction book trying to figure out how to get the damn spare tire down from under the car and YEO asking me billions of questions. I tried not to play the men-don’t-read-instructions (truthfully, I usually don’t until I break something) card because, as parents, the EEHO and I are not into the specific gender roles game that society plays on kids.  I find the information I need and we move to the back of the car and lower the tire.  I then realize that I have the jack in the wrong place and can’t put on the spare tire because the car is not high enough.  So, I have to lower the jack and move it.  In the lowering process the open passenger door gets lowered into the guardrail and removes a decorative side thingy (and that is the technical term I saw it in the instruction book).  WOOHOO!  I am way jovial at this point.  Hey, at least I’m consistent with damaging only one side of the car!

I think we’ll have to change more tires for the YEO to really get it and for me to show how to do right.  She did get to raise the chain that holds the spare tire back up into the holding position.  She loved that doing that skill.

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