Alternate post title:
How I spent my labor day vacation
Which is what greeted me on Friday evening as Child 2 and I were heading out to buy birthday presents for a party this weekend.
Which I responded to with dignity and calm and NO WHINING. Nope, was not angry at all at having to buy a set of new tires and spend Saturday morning waiting around while they're installed. No, I thought, no there is a silver lining to this GREAT HUGE NASTY BLACK CLOUD.
I can get a blog post out of it. With the kind assistance of the Male Child who insisted on changing the tire all on its own I present the fully illustrated guide to roadside maintenance: Changing A Tire.
Locate the spare. If you're very, very lucky this will be the second flat you have in as many weeks so your memory will be quite sharp and this step will be extremely easy.
Locate and remove the jack and using logistic genius place it carefully beneath the frame of the car.
Before elevating the car with the jack, remove the hub-cap and loosen the lug nuts. Before attempting this ensure you are well equipped with a wide selection of choice words.
The frog squat is essential.
So are the paint stained shorts.
Jack up the car until enough weight is off the wheel and it can be removed.
Examine flat tire for possible problems. Make rude comments about the unfairness of life.
Return flat to trunk of car so the new one can be installed after a mere two hours wandering around Costco. Realize that a pair of strong hands can lift an awful lot of things.
If they don't mind getting diry.