So I woke up this morning at 7. Good for me. Then I went back to bed and didn’t actually get up until 9. Why 9? Because my boss called me on my cell phone. I don’t think she knew I had just woke up…I played it cool with my voice, I think. If she did know she didn’t say anything. I do know she first called my office but she didn’t say anything. I’m cutting it close, I know.
So then I was thinking, “well, if I quickly shower and get dressed and leave by 9:30 that will put me in the office by 10 and that should be about the time” – I was totally guessing – “she is getting to her office. So if she calls me after that there will be no questions.”
Well, I didn’t iron clothes last night, either. So that took even longer. It was about 10 minutes before 10 when I finally left the house.
On Sunday I realized I needed to replace one of the tires on my car; mettle threads were showing and sticking out of the tire. I realized there was a problem when my car started bouncing down the road more than it usually does. I looked. I saw. I did not curse or use fowl language. (I was really proud of myself.)
Monday I went to the guy I normally use so I could get a new tire. He’s a really nice guy and I trust him. That, in my opinion, is huge. I always feel…at a disadvantage, for the lack of a better word…when I need to have anything done to my car. I know how to drive it but I don’t know how to fix it. He wasn’t there. Some other guy was there so I don’t know if he took over or is just taking some time off. From the way the new guy sounded, he’s the new owner. Hopefully he’s not because I don’t like him as much as the other guy.
He said he didn’t have the size I needed but should on Wednesday: that is today.
This morning my tire went flat. I did not curse or say anything bad. (I was very proud of myself.)
When I saw him he asked me how many miles I drive everyday. I told him about 70. That’s a low number, but whatever. He said it wouldn’t last that long. I thought he might be right, but I’ve been told that by other tire people – not with this tire and not with tires that were this bad – and they were wrong. I knew I needed to be careful because I knew it could go out at any time.
Turns out he was right.
There are not a lot of things I would say I’m good at but admitting with I’m legitimately wrong is one of them. Beyond that, admitting when I have done something stupid. I have done a lot of stupid things in life. If I took the time to list all the stupid things I’ve done, and continue to do, I would be here all day.
So I was very proud of myself – not for the first time with something like this – when I did not get upset when my tire went flat. I didn’t get upset and I acted like it was no big deal because with all things considered, it wasn’t.
It also probably helped that I have been taking my Prozac like I’m supposed to and I haven’t been in a rageful mood.