Flat.

I hate being a grown up, you have to deal with things that you never even thought twice about as a kid. Bills that never end, cars that need fixing, and endless cleaning are such a bummer. 

Why did I ever want to grow up??

The other day I walked out to my car after my first job and started driving to my second one. I got about fifteen feet when I realized something just was not right. I got out of the car and found this: 

I stood there for a minute not knowing what to do, I had to be at work in half an hour! I considered attempting to change it myself, after all, how hard could it be? I then remembered that I had a pregnant belly and full bladder, so changing it myself would be near impossible. 

I called my work to let them know what was going on, and then I dialed the husband. He didn't answer, (of course because he had work for another 30 minutes,) so I left a very whiny sounding voicemail. Guys, I'm pregnant and everything makes me cry, so I was doing everything I could to keep myself from bawling. 

He got the message and was able to get off work a few minutes early so he could come to my rescue!

We got the tire off and figured out what the problem was.

A screw, a stupid little hunk of metal stuck in my tire caused so much more stress and inconvenience than a piece of metal ever should. 

Shane was able to successfully get the spare on and we both got to our second jobs safely, just about 45 minutes late. I am so incredibly grateful for a caring and loving husband who was willing to be late to his job to come save me. I'm not sure what I would have done without him!