Trapped at the Tire Store

Something i thought of while trying to get from Ocala to Marco last Thursday. When we TRIED to leave after breakfast my SMART truck told me that my tire pressure was low. Gavin told me to go to the Tire Store to get it checked out. Well, two new tires, 12 new lugnuts, a large charge on my credit card and 2 hours later (after sitting in the waiting room with 3 kids and nextdoor to Dunkin' Donguts i might add) i was finally on the road. During the wait, i realized that essentially i was trapped at that tire store. I did try to walk s0mewhere with the kids, but route 200 is like the indy racetrack and the only place to go was cracker barrel (we played checkers on the front porch and played with the toys in the lobby) or the Best Western (and boy was i ready for a nap at that point). So anyway, it occurred to me that without my carseats, i couldn't even have gavin come and pick us up! Doesn't that just seem wrong??? I guess in NY cabs you don't have to use carseats?? Isn't that illegal or something? So needless to say i was totally ready to get out of there by 1:15 when they released us...and that is really how i felt because the owner of the store was the grim reaper of the automotive industry. "you really need to have your wheels aligned or you might drive right off the road and to your death!" Being a woman at any kind of car dealership or repair place is annoying! So thankfully, after trying to get out of Ocala at 10 we made it to marco island around 6:30. what a long day!! but i have to say, i'm getting to be a pro at this.