All of this to say "What I know about cars could fit on a post card."
So the first time my tire pressure alarm when off, I completely panicked.
And yes, I really did just want to cry, return to my burrow and never leave again.
The second time a friend was driving and took care of it.
I knew that I did not have to accept the challenge of fixing my tire.
I am not alone in this journey.
The third time, I realized I must accept the challenge of fixing it or not using the car for the next 4 months. The funny thing was I had the tires checked. There was nothing wrong and now I wait to see what will happen next.
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