Luckily, I was parked on a quiet side street so I just sat in my car, listened to NPR, and ate my tacos. After Jason finished working out at the YMCA, he rode is bike over to help me out. Such a good husband.
I, of course, did my wifely duty of providing moral support (and snapped a few pictures in between all that support sharing.) He did such a wonderful job installing my spare. So lucky to have him around.
P.S. Yes, I could have probably managed the whole ordeal by myself, but then I would have missed the chance to enjoy this nice view of Jason in his short shorts.
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There's always a plus to every situation. I'm glad to see that Jason has the instructions out. I would have no idea of how to position the jack properly. Husbands are special people.
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