What I do not have: my furniture. Patience to deal with not having furniture.
Itís bad enough being sick, and I havenít had a cold in over a year, so Iím taking this one very personally. But being sick without being able to stay in your own comfortable bed and watch bad TV and read comforting books is truly unfair. So far, the truck has been in the shop in St. Louis, broken down on the salt flats of Utah, and is currently snowed in at the fateful Donner Pass.
Will it ever get here?