the flat

I’m glad that the drive to Connecticut was uneventful, because this afternoon I discovered that my right-rear tire was completely flat. The culprit: a roofing nail that must’ve been encountered yesterday morning when the car was borrowed to make a Dunkin Donuts run (the all-wheel drive came in handy getting back up a snow-covered driveway).

So I borrowed Bob’s air compressor to bring the tire back up to pressure long enough to get to Costco to get it fixed. After a repair, all is well, and the tire is back to normal. It’s not what I’d planned to do this afternoon, but it got me out of the house.