a wild ride...

for cityboy, this morning. First, a long day yesterday, stuck in the apartment, read both the Thomas Mallon novel about Reagan, which is actually very good, and began the Auchincloss novel that I bought for a dollar, yesterday at the library---it is also very good, so far. Still, stuck in the apartment--while the promised blizzard that was going to blow us all away, turned out to be pretty tame.
But this morning:
5:30: Received a text from a teacher, asking me to sub for his two classes today---I immediately accepted and began to get ready
6:30: Same teacher texts and says he will make his later morning class, do I still want to take the first one? I say yes.
7;15: While sitting in the Pret a Manger at Union Square (I have arrived, as usual, early) one more text from the teacher appears---this time it seems the trains are running correctly, and he will be able to cover his first period class. So where does that leave me? Nowhere! But I deal with it. I spend the next hour in the neighborhood that surrounds the school, in various coffee and bagel places, hoping that I will receive another text from another teacher, asking me to cover. But it does not come. Finally, I accept my fate and walk to the subway on 23rd and 5th; there the W or R or whatever will return me to the upper west side.
So what is to be gained by all of this? Well, all of this voyage took a lot of energy, and I never tired during the whole trip there and back. So that is nice to know. Also, have a little more energy if I want to do something tonight (please, do something tonight, cityboy)  and one new session (maybe 2) coming up. So my energy is strong.
That's my current story---I definitely  return to Friends on Monday, but maybe tomorrow as well.
Will report any adventures soon.