BCAA is my friend

Do you ever get into your vehicle knowing that something is going to go wrong on your drive? Even though you have done everything you can think of to limit the possible problems (fed the car, gave it coolant, checked it's tires' pressure, oil, etc) you know something is going to happen. I hate that feeling. Experience has taught me that I need to heed such intuition. So last night (after "losing" my wallet twice in three hours, you know it's going to be a good night when...) I headed home from Nanaimo. Went through the road check without incident - I should hope so; I certainly hadn't been drinking - and stopped at the gas station to feed Missy car and do the aforementioned coolant check (Mike! You said the water pump you ordered has come in, where is it??) This would be the 2nd wallet losing incident of the night; I eventually found it under my seat after ransacking the entire car looking for it. Off I go, heading out to the highway...music on...happy the nasty weather has stopped... contemplating watching the original Dirty Dancing movie when I get home. I was trying to ignore the unpleasant "car is going to do something bad this evening" feeling which was still lingering in the back of my mind, hoping that perhaps if I didn't think about what might go wrong and where it might go wrong it wouldn't actually happen. It's not like she has broken down on every single other occasion I have felt this way. I am a touch paranoid when it comes to Missy-car. But then she comes by the name very honestly; there are so many appropriate words for her that start with "mis" (misbehaving, miserable, mischievous, miscreant..) that she just has to be called "Missy-car". Not thinking about things doesn't keep them from happening. Granted, this time it wasn't the car's fault. Stupid pokey thing on the road. I'm perfectly capable of changing a tire. But not on a dark highway where there's only Just enough room for a car to pull over. This is why I pay BCAA every year. So they can come with their nice big towtruck, park in front of me so there's enough light to actually see the tire, turn on their flashing lights so that cars will use the left lane instead of driving by in the right lane, only (2 feet from my car) and put the spare tire on for me. Yay BCAA. Interesting side note - despite the fact that it would have been more than idiotic of me to try and change the tire myself in that situation I still felt mildly guilty for standing around doing nothing while the nice towtruck guy was changing the tire.