I was supposed to help my dad with some garden stuff for an hour or so today. When 5 hours later he asked me to do "one more little thing" I kindly told him it was about time I'd go home and be with my gf and kids.
When I got to my car I noticed one of the rear tires was almost flat so I checked the tire and noticed a big nail had penetrated the rubber. Blew some air in the tire and drove to the tire shop a couple of miles from where I was. Since everyone seemed to have planned a trip to the tire shop today I ended up waiting there for 1.5 hours. Got home at 4 PM which was 5 hours later than originally planned. Bye bye Saturday
Other than that all is good
