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It must be a conspiracy. My computer started getting funky on me minutes after I logged on. Once I managed to get online, Chikka refuses to cooperate. I was hoping to reply to a text message my friend Demi sent.
At least the commute to the city with Angel was good — he was his usual playful self but he did not wear me out. It was sunny so I didn’t have to worry about a wet walk to Grand Central from the bus stop. I just got confirmation for all days of the week at day care (yipee!) — and I think I’ll be fine otherwise.
It’s just such an exhausting commute — and I hate thinking about how it wears down Angel. Surprisingly, he still has the energy to go around and play when we get home. It’s a little easier to get him to sleep, though, but not after we read a story from Elmo’s book.
I keep trying to tell myself it’s just another day and before I know it, it’s the weekend again.