I couldn't sleep well last night and woke up with ample energy. Never usually works that way, but I've been keeping active lately and I think I just got past the sore-muscle phase of exercising and started storing extra energy, or something to that effect.
With D today, went to the library where they had a small but lively children's section. Nannies galore, all older women of color. Two women were speaking in Spanish with an accent I could understand and D took an interest in the children they were watching. We chatted a bit in English because I am becoming increasingly afraid to converse in Spanish (perhaps afraid that I don't know how poor my Spanish has gotten.) I should have spoken at least a bit - kind of an asshole move, hm?
There aren't as many young nannies in this part of Manhattan, which is shocking considering I live on Columbia campus. I've only met one woman around my age who is in the same sort of Academic Limbo as I am experiencing. Philadelphia was much more full of student nannies. I'm not sure if it's because conscientious people who use nannies/sitters/caregivers feel more comfortable having to exploit young college students for cheap childcare than older woman immigrants. I do. Or maybe immigrant labor is going out of style.
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