I've been meaning for a while, but I finally got some air in my tires. Sounds stupid, yes. I go by the gas station AT LEAST once a week. I can't spend another minute checking the air? NO. I'm in a hurry to go to work, or in a hurry to get home, or...um....I'll think of more excuses later.
But this morning, as I was pulling out of my drive way, the front left tire was making a weird noise. It then proceeded to screeching more or less all the way to wherever I was going. So, at last, comfort, not to mention safety, prevailed, and I pumped some in. So now I have a quite ride again, and I can forget to check the pressure for the next couple of months.
That's the problem with company cars. You just don't pay as much attention to them as you should, even though they can get you killed as easily as an owned car.
Dust-Bunnies hunt update: haven't started yet. Had to go shopping for food, and hunger out bid the floor for my attention. So I'm just going to eat something, and go right to it.
Maybe after I hook the scanner up to see what it can do....
After that I'll need a nap...so...
(no question how my house got this way in the first place, is there?)
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