It's supposed to be Wordless Wednesday, but, well, this is a blog. So, yesterday, I went to have a flat tire fixed, and asked how long it would take as I would have to be home when my youngest got off the school bus (I had about an hour and 15 minutes). The guy at the Counter said he could get my car in right away and it would be quick. Ten minutes later (literally) he brought my keys to me in the waiting room, didn't charge a penny. I thought that was the fasted flat tire repair I'd ever had, but thought that maybe that is how long it really takes-there were no cars ahead of mine. I was so grateful, I ordered 2 pizzas from a nearby pizza place to be delivered today at noon. I called, and they received their pizzas. Thanks to me. Now, this evening, the low tire pressure light is on, and the same tire is 8 pounds low..