Trekhprudny Lane

I emerged from this building for the first time today at four in the afternoon, inhaling the cold air deeply and almost running down the street, away from the entrance. Is taking care of a toddler supposed to make you desperate on a daily basis? Or am I just doing it wrong? 

But those desperate moments pass quickly, and after a few blocks I slowed down, realized I had no errand that could be feasibly completed with such a late start, and drifted back home. I was even eager to get back to EB and Lula, to see what they were up to with Lena, to see them coming tearing down the hall (on two and four legs respectively) when I opened the front door. 

So Jekyll and Hyde.