|Lucky i have this mini compresor|
Yesterday Nightingale called me to tell me that she discovered her car had a flat tire as she was
leaving . I asked if she knew how to put on the spare "doughnut" tire and she said she wasn't even sure how to find it. Normally I would have drove out to pick her up but I was in charge of the kiddos and they were not having any of me leaving the room, let alone the zip code. Luckily her parking garage provides a compressor that was able to fill her tire back up for the ride home.
Today the kids are a little more back to normal so I am able to get away to get the tire repaired. This is good that Nightingale can drive my car because I failed an emissions test, supposedly because I hadn't driven my car in a while.
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