Mama Says Monday: So Goes My Life

We made our second fall excursion into Georgia this weekend. We went last month for the apple festival. We didn’t see a lot of color on that trip. We went this weekend to see if there were any colored leaves left on the trees. 

We had a wonderful trip… after a bad start. We planned to leave right after Rheba made it home from work Friday morning. This was to be another quick weekend trip. We had everything packed. Actually, let me go back to Thursday…

When Rheba came home from work she discovered that I had a very flat tire on the back, passenger side. Are you kidding me?? That tire was less than a month old. I had my nephew come over and take off my flat tire and put on the little donut that Nissan very nicely provides to Altima owners. I drove to Walmart and was told it would be a 2-3 hour wait. And I had so much to do on Thursday, getting ready for the trip. Well, when Walmart finally got around to my tire, they discovered a screw and a nail about an inch apart in my tire. My new tire had to be replaced. Thank goodness, I had gotten the road hazard warranty. Got my new tire and was on my way, running about 3 hours behind. 

So, there we were, all packed and ready, waiting on Rheba about 8:30 Friday morning. She gets home and informs us that we have a tire going flat on the back on the driver’s side. I, once again, call on my nephew. He fills the tire with air, and I head to Chiefland. That is the one tire that wasn’t replaced last month. I must say I am really blessed. I have a wonderful nephew who always comes to my rescue and I have a neighbor who runs an automotive shop. Val takes care of the Sheffield girls’ vehicles and keeps us on the road. I decided that I didn’t want to wait 2-3 hours on Walmart, so I called Val’s Automotive and told them what was up. I got to the shop and they took care of my tire right away. I had a screw in that tire but thankfully, that tire could be repaired. (I really need to find the guys who is losing all these screws, nails, and drill bits and see if he will pay for my tires.)

On the road once again, we headed toward Lake City to get on I-75. But to give you an idea of how our luck runs, right after we get on the interstate, my warning system comes on and flashes “Maintenance-Oil and Filter” and “Maintenance-Tires”. It’s time to have the car serviced and the tires rotated. I had to watch these two warnings flash the whole trip. And so goes my life!!