Bus is Hell

I called about my car this morning, hoping for good news. No joy. Apparently it's jumped from being ready Wednesday to "the end of the week". I am in hell.

Taking the bus hasn't been that bad, but it's getting worse. It was literally ten degrees outside, not counting the wind chill. I was so cold. I have this wool blanket which is only wide enough for one person. So I wrapped that around my legs like a chitenje (sarong) skirt to keep warm. It looked quite dorky, but at least I don't have frost bite. Give me my car back.