Sometimes it's a wonder I ever go outside and pretty incredible I haven't built a life as a shutin.
I have a lot of random paranoias. A lot of them involve my car. I spend a lot of time in my car and it's a giant moving magic box to me. I put a key in and it starts and moves me from one place to another, scientifically I know how it works, but I never want to fix anything myself for the fear of not doing it right and the whole thing just falls apart. People make fun of me because I take the car in for all its service maintenances and oil changes at the dealership but most importantly, I do all of them. Maybe not necessary but it makes me mentally able to survive so I do it.
It makes me less paranoid about the fact that everytime I hit a bump and hear a strange noise I think it's my engine mounts about to break that last thread holding my engine to the frame and just come crashing apart. One too many movies, probably, but somehow I always go to that image when I hear strange noises or that my tire will go flying off of my car when I hit a bad pothole.
Today was a super exciting day involving my magic moving box and another one of my fears - a flat tire. It's not the flat that scares me, it's the driving around on underinflated tires and having it do damage to my car like breaking the axle for having unbalanced wheels. [Not fact based fear, but in Yenny's Mental Head based fear.] I don't know why ever since I started driving, I'm always paranoid I'm driving around with tires that are under inflated and leaking air from some defect.
So today, I got my first real flat tire ever and I changed my FIRST tire ALL BY MYSELF!! I've never had to change a tire before. I've gotten nails in my tires, but was able to fill it enough to get it replaced before it got all the way flat or close enough to a repair place that they got the car and replaced the tire for me. Changing the tire was kind of fun and interesting once I got past "the car is going to fall on me because I didn't jack up the car properly" anxiety. First, because I wasn't getting under the car for any reason and second, I had the manual out and reading it outloud step by step on the side of the road. All in all, 20 minutes to change the tire and be back on the road.
I was paranoid with the donut on the car [fear that I didn't tighten the lugnuts enough and the wheel would go spinning off my car and I would go into the ditch or I would get another flat as I was driving and be stranded with 2 flat tires], so I headed to my parent's Costco [I was in Sterling and it's in Fairfax] (was happy that there was no bridge over a body of water on this route to add to my day) and called my parents to borrow their membership to get 4 new tires. I had been planning on doing this anyway, but just hadn't gotten around to it. I was trying to stretch another 2-3000 miles out of the tires and probably could have if I didn't run over some huge shard of metal that embedded and punctured my tire.
Then another of my great fears happened. My phone only had 2 bars left and for some reason my cigarette lighter had stopped working, so I couldn't charge the phone and I hadn't gotten in touch with my parents yet. Parents weren't home, so had to wait for them to call me back or find me. And since I'm not good at just sitting, I texted and IMed while I waited causing me to use up what bars I had left. Looking like some crack addict, I walked around Costco looking for an inconspicuous power outlet, but not seeing any that I could use unnoticed, I asked a nice employee if I could plug into one of the power strips near the TVs and he said yes. So I recharged and waited and shopped for new OLED TVs. 2 hours later, rescue comes, swap cars and I was off to work while my car got new shoes.
So another day completed and still not a shutin. I also learned some new stuff like, Costco doesn't have a lot of samples on Mondays and they have a new frozen latte drink that's pretty tasty in their snack shop. OH and also, flat tires are less scary than a dying cell phone.