Dancing Queen, part 6
Fini.
Dave and I made it through all six of our “Nightclub Dancing” sessions practically unscathed, except for the few minor injuries I inflicted upon him tonight. 😉
We actually had to dance for the instructor and our peers, not necessarily for grading but to show what we learned. Dave has this favorite step that we do (it’s the most difficult of the moves we learned — damn overachiever. lol) that the class was exceptionally proud of us for doing when it was our turn to do our little showcase. I was surprised that, for perhaps the first time, I actually *got* the steps right. 🙂 I guess I did learn more than I thought I did, but as I have a complete inability to concentrate on anything and a bizarre addiction to perfection, I get kind of frustrated with myself when I feel like I can’t pick things up perfectly. But I did okay … and maybe even more than okay. 🙂
As we were leaving, I gave my business cards to Mike and Stephanie. They seemed happy to stop and talk for a second, and I hope that enthusiasm carries over if ever they revisit my info so that they will actually call or e-mail. 🙂 They are young and fun and seemed like they would be cool to hang out with. I’m probably too much for them — I as usual was the bigmouth and the class clown, so here’s to hoping they aren’t glad to be done with seeing me every week! Heh. They say everytime a door closes, a window opens. Fuck that — the door closed and I kicked it down!
This was an awesome class — I enjoyed absolutely everyone who stuck with it (and I’m glad a few people dropped out — like the domineering asshole who kept criticizing me for supposedly screwing up the steps, when he was in fact leading me incorrectly and I had to lead him instead). Deirdre and Debonair Gary didn’t make it tonight, nor did Bonnie, but I will have to drop Deirdre another note so that I can cultivate our little network.
So, all in all, this entry is less an ending than it is a beginning, I hope. I met some incredible people, and I got a chance to really get to know Dave outside of our usual online bantering. I learned some new dance moves, and I proved to myself that I could actually apply myself to something and actually stick with it for more than 15 minutes without getting bored and giving up. That’s a big thing for me — I don’t concentrate well, let alone commit to anything. Hell, I surprised myself on a number of levels, and it’s difficult to surprise me because I’m always looking, always waiting for the next curve ball.
At any rate, I will think about taking another dance class. Someday. Maybe. 😉 Till then, I bid Bravo! and Brava! to the other survivors in the class. Tonight, I am hanging up my dancing shoes … and taking a nice long warm bubbly foot bath in celebration!