The Cherry

Just got home after triple tutoring. I waited for the M1 for so long that I thought I would walk (despite the rain) to the next bus stop. As I walked and talked on the phone a car splashed a huge puddle onto me. Head to toe. Into my mouth. Had not ever experienced that joy. Needless to say I walked and waited for over 20 minutes as the rain came down harder and harder. No FUCKING bus came (M1,2,3, or 4 could have passed) until the dreaded "next bus please" and then by the time I looked like a certifiable drowned rat, the bus came. I got to my third tutee late and she was even later. F texted me that he was running late as I tutored. Took a cab home, put MoJo to bed, he is still not home (8:19pm) and that is how I roll this week. Non-stop bullshit action sprinkled with moments of joy and love. Need to go shower, I am literally covered in dirty NYC water. When I came home to drop items off in between tutoring sessions I found V sitting (yahoo!) and A lying down, legs crossed, drinking a bottle. Who knew she could hold one? Off to bathe and pump and eat so I can go to sleep rinse and repeat.