Thumbs up on the camera, yet yesterday sucked.
The website didn't specify that it didn't come with a memory card. I wish it had - I would have ordered one with it and possibly avoided last night's fiasco.
I headed to Jackson to get a memory card because the local Wal-Mart doesn't even sell the ones that fit their own cameras.
20 minutes away from my house, I had a blowout at 65 mph. Called my brother and asked for help, but as I'd had the good fortune (so I thought) to have this happen to me right beside a welding shop, the man working there came out and offered to put my spare on for me.
It's a good thing, because I'd have never been able to do it myself, and I actually do know how to change a tire.
He had a hard time getting the jack in the right place.
He had a hard time getting the lug nuts off, even with an air wrench.
I couldn't pull the leathery-fabric type cover off my spare. Turns out it was practically glued onto the spare.
The wheels are alloy wheels (one type of lug nut) and the spare is a steel wheel. (totally different kind of lug nut) You'd think this wouldn't be a problem, but they only put 3 lug nuts on the spare. So I'm riding around town with basically 3 fitting lug nuts and 2 that don't actually fit, and are there as a sort of desperate wish.
I couldn't even figure out how to get the jack out from under the passenger seat in my vehicle.
And my owner's manual, which should tell the answers to all these questions, was not in the glove compartment where I ALWAYS leave it. I don't even have a reason to take it out of there.
So on the way back (I scrapped going to Jackson) I was driving about 10 mph under the speed limit and desperately afraid with every bump I hit that my wheel was going to come flying off and I'd be dying for a week in a ditch somewhere.
I must have gotten chilled through, because I never got warm again last night. Had the heat on high in the car all the way home, and when my brother came over, he kept exclaiming that it was too freaking hot in my house. And there I was, wrapped in a quilt and still shivering. I even took a hot shower and put on my flannel pjs, but I was still cold until I woke up this morning. Every time I've felt a draft of cold air since last night, it's started me shivering again, even though other people are whining that it's hot inside.
My house is still technically too warm tonight, but I've been wrapped up on the couch again, napping, and still freaking cold. I swear it feels like cold air is blowing around in these rooms.
I headed to Jackson to get a memory card because the local Wal-Mart doesn't even sell the ones that fit their own cameras.
20 minutes away from my house, I had a blowout at 65 mph. Called my brother and asked for help, but as I'd had the good fortune (so I thought) to have this happen to me right beside a welding shop, the man working there came out and offered to put my spare on for me.
It's a good thing, because I'd have never been able to do it myself, and I actually do know how to change a tire.
He had a hard time getting the jack in the right place.
He had a hard time getting the lug nuts off, even with an air wrench.
I couldn't pull the leathery-fabric type cover off my spare. Turns out it was practically glued onto the spare.
The wheels are alloy wheels (one type of lug nut) and the spare is a steel wheel. (totally different kind of lug nut) You'd think this wouldn't be a problem, but they only put 3 lug nuts on the spare. So I'm riding around town with basically 3 fitting lug nuts and 2 that don't actually fit, and are there as a sort of desperate wish.
I couldn't even figure out how to get the jack out from under the passenger seat in my vehicle.
And my owner's manual, which should tell the answers to all these questions, was not in the glove compartment where I ALWAYS leave it. I don't even have a reason to take it out of there.
So on the way back (I scrapped going to Jackson) I was driving about 10 mph under the speed limit and desperately afraid with every bump I hit that my wheel was going to come flying off and I'd be dying for a week in a ditch somewhere.
I must have gotten chilled through, because I never got warm again last night. Had the heat on high in the car all the way home, and when my brother came over, he kept exclaiming that it was too freaking hot in my house. And there I was, wrapped in a quilt and still shivering. I even took a hot shower and put on my flannel pjs, but I was still cold until I woke up this morning. Every time I've felt a draft of cold air since last night, it's started me shivering again, even though other people are whining that it's hot inside.
My house is still technically too warm tonight, but I've been wrapped up on the couch again, napping, and still freaking cold. I swear it feels like cold air is blowing around in these rooms.
posted by Me at 12:05 AM
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