Woke up.  Blogged. Got dressed. Decided to go grocery shopping.
So far, so good.

Got half way out of the driveway.  Realized: no credit card. Ran in to get it.

Got half way out of the driveway again.  No drivers license. Ditto.

Got to the store.  Shopped.  Got alllllllll the groceries rang up and bagged.  $165.  Cashier hands me my credit card back.  Expired 3 days ago! Arghhhhhhhhhh

Drove home, got new card.  Activated it.  Back to the store.  Paid for the groceries.

Went to the bank.  (On the 3rd of the month, we all know what that means)
In line 40 minutes.  Stopped to get gas and air in tires (light coming on, somewhere a tire is low). 

Paid 75 frickin cents for 4 minutes of AIR.  I put the airhose on the tire thingy and it’s reading 25 lbs.  (wow, that’s low, my tires take 35!)  So I’m filling, filling.  Next tire, same thing, filling filling. 

I put the hose down, thinking, ‘this is crazy, I bet the gage is wrong.  Get my own out.  Sure enough….I now have 43 lbs in each tire!  Arghhhhhhhhh
As I’m letting air out of the first tire….the stinkin machine shuts off!  My four minutes are up!  Are you kidding me?    I still have 2 more tires to fill!

What a day I tell ya, what a day.  (Colder temps mean: check your tire’s air)