Spare tires are sexy...

I hate cars sometimes.

Don't get me wrong, the "T" (since my car is a Pontiac Torrent, it's affectionately refered to as "J's T") has been a great car. It's a little over 3 years old, has over 85k on it (yes, I bought it new), and hasn't had a major issue yet. Just little stuff, like new tires, new battery, and basic matienence stuff.

Usually, my cars pick the second worst time to break down. What's the second worst time? It's when you FINALLY have money in savings, and it'll take just what you have in your vacation fund to fix it.

But this car is pushing that just a bit...

On my way back from Disneyland on Sunday, I heard something funny and we checked it out only to find a tire was flat. We filled it with air, but by the time I was able to get it to Discount Tire (who usually patches such things for free), it was flat - again.

So the tire can't be fixed, and I can't afford new tires at the moment.

How am I getting by?

If you've followed this blog, you know by now that I'm not a big complainer. I'm sure this blog would be far more interesting if I just griped about every little thing that came along in my life - but that's just not how I'm designed. Instead, I knew I needed to find a creative solution to this hurtle (which will only be a hurtle until payday next week).

I'm living life on the edge by having the spare on there and avoiding driving (which is okay). I'm well over the recommended 50 miles as it is, so I am "going green" and using public transportation whenever I can. With my Ipod to keep me company, bussing it is actually not a bad, relaxing way to get to and from work.

Thankfully, I have some money coming in next week slated for a set of new tires (yeah!), but until then J and the T are on thin ice.

In the mean time, I'm wondering how many people will stumble across this blog just because of the title. Leave a comment if you do. Inquiring minds want to know.