August 18

Yep, that's a screw in a tire. My tire.

I was mildly annoyed when a low tire pressure alert appeared on my dash after I started my car this morning. Earlier this week Isaac had noted a strange "tick, tick, tick" sound coming from the passenger side when the windows were rolled down and truthfully, I'd noticed it, too. But I'd hoped it was just a piece of tape or a leaf stuck in the tread.

Well, obviously it wasn't.

So potentially long story much shorter, Adam and I went to Costco this evening and had the tire center guys look at it (since it's where the tires came from). And, thankfully, they were able to patch it.

The experience served as a nice little reminder for me. I am, probably due to experience, something of a worrier. I wouldn't say that I'm the girl who cried wolf, but I'm most definitely a ruminator. I think (and overthink) about all outcomes. And I tend to venture into "worst case scenario" territory more often that I'd like to admit. But the reality is that sometimes, there truly are simple solutions to problems. So for that bit of truth (and for the bigger truth that regardless of how big the problem is, God is always in it with me -- I just have to remember to see Him) I am thankful.