9:45 a.m. – The wonderful new owner of my car arrived to sign the Bill of Sale. I handed over my keys, and she gleefully drove away in my (now her) trusty silver ride. A bit of melancholy set it.
10:00 a.m. – I rushed down to my bus stop five streets away. I was feeling good about getting to my 11:00 a.m. meeting on time. I arrived at the bus terminal downtown and hoofed it 10 blocks to the meeting.
10:55 a.m. – Arrived at the meeting location on time! Immediately found out the meeting isn’t until tomorrow.
11:00 a.m. – After splattering all four bandaids on hand onto the blisters that had already sprouted, I hobbled down a few blocks and decided to catch the next bus on that route.
11:45 a.m. – Hopped on a bus that took me back to the bus terminal downtown. Hobbled to Bank of America to pay off my car. Hobbled further to Suntrust to make a deposit.
12:45 a.m. – Hobbled out to Fruitville to catch the #12 bus back to my house, but as it turns out, there are no outbound #12 stops on Fruitville. Feeling frustrated now. Crossed Fruitville to catch another inbound bus BACK to the terminal.
1:15 p.m. – Got on the outbound #12 bus and arrived at my stop whereupon I removed my shoes and walked barefoot back to my house. (Note to self: this is not possible in the summer when the sidewalks and roads would give me 3rd degree burns.)
2:00 p.m. – Feel kind of like crying! It’s been a frustrating second day living without a car, but I know that once I settle into my new lifestyle, it will be much better. I will have to get over my hatred of socks, for starters. If I can just prevent my feet from blistering, it won’t be so bad. I was showered with moral support via email from my sweetheart, and it sure made things seem better.
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