It all started quite well... got out of bed rather well rested.
When I got out I realised it was freezing (-12 or so), so I started up the Jaguar, and started to clean the windows from ice and snow, and 5-10 minutes later I jumped in the car and backed out from my parking slot...
Then I realised The car was moving slowly, so I thought maybe the brakes had stuck in the cold, laying against the wheel...
Then all of a sudden I couldn't move, the car just would go anywhere... so I got out and had a look - and to my utter joy I had a flat tire!
(or tyre in British English)
How very fun, to start the morning to get my spare tire on in -12 ... wasn't really bouncing with joy... i guess you can imaging amount of foul language I used.
Took me 1 hour to change that bloody tire, and get the old one to a shop that could fix it.
So now I have to stay home from work, and wait for the tire to be fixed, and then go out and get it back on again ...