Yo Yo

No, I'm not rapping. That's they type of day I've had the ups and downs of a yo yo.
When I got home after working five hours today, my husband wanted to go out to lunch. That's a good thing. So, off we went to his favorite buffet in West Hartford.
Afterward we picked up a few necessities at the store and headed toward home.

We decided to swing into a farm store to pick up a few veggies. We don't know if that's where it all started (they have a dirt parking lot) but a few miles down the road after that stop, the car started making funny sounds. We pulled over to see our tire was flat.

Well, we knew about a mile down the road was a gas station with air. (good news)

We filled it up and were hoping to be able to limp home 7 more miles. Well, after a couple of miles, it was flat again. (bad news)

We were able to find a flat parking lot by a park. (good news)

The tire was definitely too flat to drive on. (bad news)

We have an auto club. (good news)

But we also know we would have to sit around for an hour. (bad news)

In checking the back of the van, we found an old can of fix a flat. (good news)

After shaking the can for 30 seconds, George put it on the stem and pushed the button as per the directions. There was some white stuff going toward the stem, but then there was twice as much white stuff flushing and foaming rapidly back at George from the other end.
He tried, but could not see what was wrong. (bad news)

Well, we try to be prepared and we had bought this air pump that plugs into the cigarette lighter. It was in the back of the van too! (good news)

It was still in its box and I believe we used it before, but at some point in time someone must have put something on top of it that was too heavy because the part that plugs into the cigarette lighter was broken. We tried and tried to fix it, but couldn't. (bad news)

Well, there's always the spare donut. This is located behind the driver's seat in the floor. We actually opened it without much trouble and found the donut. (good news)

Back to the cargo section of the van for the jack. By now a good Samaritan who had been jogging in the park, happened along. Both he and George found the jack, but couldn't get it out (bad news).

Well, after reading the manual, we were able to get the jack out and the two guys took off the old tire and put on the spare. (good news)

I hated to mention to George that we were due for another bad news, but we did make it home (good news).

The only garage we know that is open on Sat. nights was not open tonight (bad news) and that they would probably be open tomorrow, but call first in case they weren't (mediocre news).

We'll just probably wait until Monday. We do have another car. (good news)

I just went out to the car and the donut is flat. (bad news)

We are grateful that this did not happen in Hartford or on the highway, but on familiar back roads. (good news)

And best of all...tomorrow is another day. (good news)

I had to end on a good note.