Well, we finally made an appointment for routine servicing and to have the air conditioner checked out. And of course, the problem wasn't a simple recharge. Oh no, the condenser took a hit from a rock and it has to be replaced. For a pretty penny, naturally.
So the shop is keeping the car overnight (as the air conditioner is in pieces at the moment) and "the guys" will make the necessary repairs when the part arrives in the morning.
Which means -- we're without wheels until some time tomorrow afternoon. Amazing how vulnerable it makes one feel. Even with local bus service and taxis available.
We are such a car-dependent society. And individualists. We want transportation available immediately to go where we want, when we want. We chafe under the schedule for mass transit. Resent the other people for whom the bus/train/trolley stops to pick up or let off. We've developed whole towns around cars...curving streets and cul de sacs that require one to drive five miles just to go one mile...businesses located well outside of walking distance from housing, etc. *sigh*
So we're housebound until we get the call tomorrow to come bail out our little car so we can once again be independent suburbanites.
If only I could get the winning lottery ticket so I can buy myself a car!