Go Go Go!

As V would say. His new obsession is CLEAN! He runs around gleefully with his plastic broom set, cleaning the whole house (the toy looks putrid already). Conversely, if he even glances at the closet with the vacuum in it, he starts to cry. I digress. Yesterday was exploding with activity but also with weird tidbits. See how many you can point out. I went to school and had a light day (one class was away on a trip). I took the train to tutee number one (73 St and Broadway) and had this weird feeling that school would need me. I uncharacteristically bought an ice cream from a food truck outside the subway. I asked for the smallest size. $5. Interesting. I tutored and thought "is my phone off?" A split second later my boss was calling me to ask something about my rug (renovation still not done!) I tutored when I got into the elevator I was in the biggest fart bubble of my life. I could not breather and then wondered if I would have the pleasure of trying to convey that it was not me. Thankfully nobody joined me. On my way to Mannes to meet MoJo (L picked them up), I stopped at the movie theater for my third attempt to get credit for stubs I got without my cool AMC rewards card. As I waited, I noted that a large soda is 52 oz, 1020 calories and $5.75. A large popcorn will set you pack 950 calories and $8. Fascinating. Once at Mannes, where the elevator was broken, I thought it weird that they were not downstairs. I went down, no kids. Up, no kids. Called. They were on the wrong floor. Winded. During class, I went down to buy a Suzuki book they did not have. More stairs. We headed home on the subway. Got home. Long wait for elevator. Broken. Stairs. Met babies and L. Dinner. Baths/showers. Tío D came. I asked him to give F his unlimited. I texted F to take D's unlimited. I went to tutor. Walked from home to 96 and 5th before a bus came. Love the MTA!! Finished tutoring on Park and 87 St. Splitting headache. Asked my mother to text F to bring Alleve. Met at theater. He brought me food (another request but no Alleve). $14 greasy grilled cheese with nasty tomato soup (easy to eat in the dark!). He did not bring the unlimited. How much money can we waste in one day? Long film. Sad. Slow. Piercing headache made me want to cry on the subway. Can I pay you to stop fucking playing the sax like crap? Held my head all the way home while F lamented a deep pain in his hand. Came home and fell asleep holding my head, while F rubbed his hand with tiger balm. Weird Wednesday. Here comes Thursday!