Kept in check

My dance shoes are collecting dust, I’m sad to say.  Being so entrenched in the work of getting work, I hadn’t noticed.  Then one of my friends asked if I’ve been dancing lately (now that I’ve got all of this “free” time).  I said, “No.  Every moment is dedicated to some aspect of this project.  I either run out of time by the end of the day, or I’m simply exhausted because of it.”  She was both impressed and horrified.

Her reaction has been my call to action.  I actually did have every intention of going last weekend.  Told my dance friends to save a dance for me.  Whadaya know- I made the time, but I also had a massive, unshakeable headache.  (I think everything is catching up with me).  I wussed out.  I told myself the dull nuisance between the temples can put a damper on a good time out.  What kind of dance enthusiast doesn’t go out dancing?  I’ve always been one to strive for balance.  What am I doing now?

I have a long list of things to do in preparation for next week but at least this time, the dance is also on that list.