What A Tyring Day
Could today have started off any worse? Really, the answer is yes, but ask me that at 8am this morning and I would have shot you a look worth a thousand profanities.
As I grabbed the herbal tea in my travel mug and looked out of the kitchen window I said out loud "you have to be shitting me?!" The rear nearside tyre on my car was as flat as a pancake. My first thought was about how late for work I was going to be, my second was wondering how I managed to get a puncture, the third was how I couldn't bloody believe it.
Changing the tyre didn't phase me, I just wasn't sure that I'd be able to get the bolts undone. But being the trooper I am I drove the car off the curb and onto flat road, then proceeded to try and loosen the wheel bolts. I had to check that I was turning them the right way as they weren't budging (righty tighty, lefty loosey). Yep I was turning the right way for sure. Next I secured the wrench around the bolt, steadied myself with one hand on the car and stood on it to try and use my body weight to loosen the little buggers. It worked a little but I was screwed for the other bolts. I messed around trying to get the stupid things off for about 20 minutes before I admitted defeat and rung The AA. Fortunately Lee had told me a trick to tell them I "broke down" away from home so that they came out to me, otherwise I my lack of breakdown cover would have meant I'd have been royally screwed.
With 40 minutes to wait before the man came I thought I'd fix some brekkie. Good idea in theory if I actually had some food I could eat, DOH! Anyway, long story short, The AA man turned up, changed my tyre in 5 minutes and I was on my way to ATS in West Green to get it repaired. Once that was done and on, the silly little spacer was back in my boot and I was on my merry way... 90 minutes late for work!
I then get to work and there is uproar over the new process I put in place 3 weeks ago. So we call a "team meeting", after which things seemed better. I think the lateness helped me be more productive which is a good thing as I've needed a kick up the arse lately.
Anyway, the evening was good and I enjoyed munching on a huge Nandos chicken salad with Halloumi cheese on the side. It was even nicer due to the fact all I've eaten today is some minging prawn casserole thing and green beans (I left the prawn goop and just gobbled the beans) plus six brazil nuts... that's it!
I'm now just winding down before bed and keeping my fingers crossed that Mr Fish is OK tomorrow. I think he's poorly so I've got him in an incubation tank. He keeps trying to swim, and does OK, but his tale is floppy and he's lost buoyancy :-( Let's all send good fishy wishes to Mr Minnow and hope he gets better soon so he can rejoin his friends in the big tank.






Reader Comments (3)
He's probably got swimbladder. Get some solution from the fish shop. Lots of people think infected fish are dead, if he appears to die make sure he is actually dead before you...bury him.
Oh, he's gone already :-( Lots of my fish have had the same thing, perhaps it's all been this swimbladder thing. I take it that you can cure it?
Can the other fish catch it?
I dont think it's contagious but mine seem to get it around the same time.