What does one do on the last day of spring break? Get new tires, I guess. This wasn't in the plans for my day, but my husband noticed my tire was flat. He came home from work to put air in it so I could take it in to have it looked at.
As I tried to show our mechanic which tire had the problem, I noticed right away something didn't look right. Maybe this portion was not visible in our driveway, but I could easily see that there was a problem when I arrived at the service station.
The mechanic was so amazed that I was able to drive at all without it blowing, he had me wait for him to change it to a spare he had available, and then go on to have my tires replaced at the tire station he buys supplies from.
So, not what I had intended for my day, but I am feeling fortunate that our trip to the Mall of America was a safe one.
What else did I have time for? A nice run on the treadmill, a little reading, and packing up and heading out to Middle Sister's state volleyball tournament - with new tires on the van.