"STAHP." - Your Guardian Angel.

It all started with a tire sensor. Sometime last year, my tire sensor came on in my car. No big deal. I filled my tires with air and moved on. The light came on again about 2 weeks later. Same tire. I was frustrated, but filled it again. I was scheduled for an oil change and mentioned that my tire sensor kept coming on. They said it was the change in the weather...okay.

My mom came to visit and the light was still on. She took my car to a local tire place while I was at work and they told her there was a tiny leak in the tire next to the sensor. They patched the whole, but I needed a new sensor. Meh.

I took the car back into the shop, where I needed new brakes, so I was all "what the heck, throw in the sensor too." Ba-da-bing-ba-da-boom. Fixed.

Drove to Boston for Christmas without an issue.

The end of January comes around. Light comes on. ARE YOU F#$%$n kiddin me?

I figure the tires are all low, which some of them were. But the same tire...or was it the front one now...they just rotated them so...which one was it? Whatever. I filled them again.

It went on like this for months. Another oil change was due and I, once again, told the guy that something was wrong with my tire.

"Nope," he said, "couldn't find a leak. You're fine."

I drove with the sensor on for awhile before I filled it again. Just cus I was angry.

"Shut up you stupid dumb sensor, nobody likes you and you're ugly and you have a stupid light that I hate."

I filled my tire up again.

So here we are, end of September. On Sunday, I was coming back from grocery shopping and pulled into my garage. I was about to unload my car when I heard the dreadful "ssssss" sound. I looked over and YUP. My tire was flattening before my eyes.

The first thing I did was praise the Lord in his flowing robes for not allowing me to get a flat tire while I was driving.

a) it was hot as CRAP outside

b) I could have died, tbh.

I called my loving husband who was upstairs studying. He came down and I was ready for his wrath. He asked me if I remember hitting anything in the road. Nope. He was surprisingly calm with me, even though he had twenty minutes before a mock practical at school. He took it as a learning opportunity.

"Look, see? Your car doesn't have the metal part you need too lift it up..."

"See this? Make sure you don't pull the tire too much or it will come crashing down."

"Make sure you tighten the bolts a second time..."

Do I wish I already knew how to change a flat? Yes.

Because then I would be the strong independent woman this culture tells me I need to be. Oops.

But now I do!

Ben went to his practical and I called the only open shop on a Sunday. They said they could fix my flat. After his practical, Ben drove with me to drop off my car overnight. We decided I needed new tires for the winter anyway, so we made an appointment to get new ones this weekend.

Cool story, right?

Basically, this is my life. I put off doing things I know are good for me until it's too late. God always seems to step in and save me, whether it be a flat tire or a test I forgot to study for.

How many things do you put off until its too late? How many times has your guardian angel stepped in and been like "DUDE, I told you to quit doing that you're gonna hurt yourself."

But yet you still do it. And you get hurt.

This meme comes to mind. Maui anyone? (credit goes to CatholicMemes)

My current "put it off until you get hurt" is my constant back in forth with my eating habits. I'll be doing really well for a few days, drinking tons of water and eating health lunches and dinners. Then I'll go out for a beer on the weekends (fine) and order some fries (fine) and that will turn into pizza for dinner (eh) and more pizza the next day (eh) and then some cake (UGH).

I've been so tired of hurting myself this way that I decided to start meal prepping on Sundays. That way I don't have an excuse to pick up some food because "there wasn't another option." Turns out, I love it! (follow me on my personal Instagram @tburnham18 to follow my insta stories on how to make my yummy meals mmmm.)

It's been going great for about a month and I'm about to start another round of the 21 day fix next week. It's really hard to keep going when we can just choose to ignore our sensors. That's the easy way, right? Because we're invincible and nothing bad will ever happen to us? Our sensors will be on and warning us forever until some day, it's too late.

Stop ignoring your leaking tire! Get out there and make some changes, even it's really difficult. You're guardian angel will thank you. :)

<3 Tay

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