Last gasps

My car is dead. Well, not quite, but it is also nonfunctional to the point where I won't drive it. Not can't, won't. It's too dangerous. I have some things figured out, at least temporarily. I can get a ride to work with a coworker who lives nearby. Church, now that will be trickier. I will have to figure out something for the violin lessons I'm giving; I just started, and I can't leave her in the lurch. Worship practice may also be tricky, but not necessarily.