I drive a death trap. My husband doesn't understand the emotional weirdness I have with the car. I was in a wreck in it a few years ago and ever since then, I just don't feel safe in it.
This morning, I'm switching car seats from the pickup back to the van and I see it: the front driver's side wheel is completely flat. This is the one that got aired up for me by the kind car guy just 2 weeks ago.
Grrr. Anyone else angry at their car? I know I'm being weird and according to my husband, I just need to turn my feelings off. Yep. That happens.
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