This morning he noticed there is a nail in my tire and he got pretty snippy with me about the tire and guilted me into getting it patched. I took it to a tire place and the nail has pierced the inner wall of the tire. So I need to buy a new tire. I am not in the mood today to deal with car stuff.
When I lived in San Francisco, I didn't need a car because I took the bus and BART everywhere. I wouldn't drive at all here if we had a better transit system in NO. Plus, I would get a lot more reading done if I didn't spend that hour each day driving myself.