Last night was the first night of dance classes at The Goddess Garden.
I struggled a bit as it has been at least a few weeks since I last danced – or exercised for that matter.
Over the weekend I purchased a new sports bra and workout shorts to replace the set that was in my luggage. Don't ask me why I purchased extra-large shorts. They kept falling down and I had them hiked up to my rib cage. It felt like an episode of Urkel Does The Turkish Fusion. I felt so silly. Anyhow, this class was much harder than the ones I have taken in the past. It felt great though, once I got the steps down and could move in unison with Demi, my instructor, and one other advanced student.
My new role was announced to the company today. I will also be meeting with the new team. This role has been my goal since I started here almost 3 years ago. My whole body feels like it has breathed a sigh of relief. I will take June and July off from my college classes so that I may focus on getting this new job down, and then I will be right back at it come August.
I have come to the conclusion that I have to stop worrying about if and when I'll get my suitcase back. I don't know at this point. I have made phone calls and I have written letters. Right now I am procrastinating filling out the claim form for the airline. It's like I'm still in denial. I have to do it though, and just be done with it. Like ripping off a band-aid, right? I associate the items in my suitcase with how I acquired them. Like the brown boots I bought with my sister on a trip back to Boston, or the cute teeshirt my stepmother sent me for my birthday. I think about the hiking boots that have climbed all over Arizona. And lastly, the cute blue bathing suit I bought years ago for a trip to Mexico with new girlfriends I had made when first moving here. Memories will remain, but the material things are obviously gone. And 'material' is the key word here.
I have some great girlfriends both in and outside of work. The picture here is of a t-shirt a friend
made before attending the Sex In The City movie premiere a few weeks ago. Apparently a whole group went and they all wore similar shirts. They are such a fun group. Lately I've had the itch for a girl's camping trip. I put it out there and next thing I know another email comes back for us to meet at 2pm for frozen yogurt to discuss the details of this trip. I love it!
I've toyed with the idea for awhile to change my hair color. It used to be dark brown/black but now has turned completely gray. I color it but I always feel like a skunk once it starts growing back. I got the name of a colorist whom I left a message for yesterday. I knew I wanted a change once I turned 40. I'm hoping to set up a consultation soon. I'd like to lighten it which would probably mean I would have to lighten my eyebrows as well. I hope I don't look ridiculous. I dreamed of growing up and looking like Barbie. The reality is that I look more like Barbie's nerdy exchange student friend that she only hangs with when the cool kids like Skipper and Ken aren't around. Regardless, I wouldn't have it any other way. Since when have you seen Barbie in a belly dancing costume? And Barbie didn't get to marry a cool cowboy like I did.
But I digress. It will be interesting to see what the stylist has to say. Gosh, I haven't visited a stylist in years! This could be interesting.