I seem to be stalled.
I have a new apartment that I love but what little furniture I have (and have been generously given) is scattered in garages around the city. I have a hundred things to pick up and another hundred things to buy but my car is temporarily grounded so I must postpone these things. I want so much to have plants in my windows and books on bookshelves and my cookie sheets to bake with but I have to wait and I'm not a patient person.
I have a house guest who I adore who is currently sleeping only one step up from my floor. In spite of his assurances I feel a bit guilty for my ill preparedness. I didn't even have groceries or wine. I am not the hostess I once was.
I wake up from sleep several times a night remembering things I need to do. Most of which I can't do until I figure out this car thing.
Today I finally figured out what bus to take to get to work. Maybe I'll actually be on time tomorrow.
hee - I titled this post "stalled" as a comment on my feeling of being stuck, without realizing how much of it would come back to my car being out of order... I find this funny for some reason.
And yes, I am aware of how much I am whining and that many people get along just fine without a car. I am also becoming increasingly aware of how much I've depended on having one for the last 10 years... it just might take me awhile to adjust.
