Keeps getting worse...

Yeah, remember how I said I had too much to do and too little time? As I was going to PetCo to get food for my poor, hungry lizards, which I was going to rush home and feed them before I went to the apartment, I get a flat on the freeway. The THIRD flat tire of our new car we bought in May. You know, my '91 Explorer has had it's problems, including replaced brakes, radiator issues, etc, but it's never left me stranded on the side of the freeway... Of course, my phone was almost dead and rather than have it die on me when I was snaking up the Pacific Coast Highway in the dark, I had left it on the charger while I made the "quick" trip to the pet shop. I was bad and drove the car some more after I realized the back left tire was flat. I passed an interchange, because getting on another freeway was going to be no help. I got off on the next exit, near a Ford Truck place. Of course, they didn't do tires for "small" cars, but one of the guys at the shop was nice enough to change the tire for me. So I'm driving on a spare for now. I borrowed Mom's car again to go to Oxnard, which sucked because in the process I somehow lost the loan application which was in the trunk of the car before I left to PetCo. It disappeared, and now Charles has to drive down to El Monte so that we have a form with both of our signatures on it...