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My head is in a bit of a whirl. I can’t wait to sleep tonight because at the moment thoughts and feelings are all on full volume…and it is exhausting!
I mentioned in my last post receiving a phone-call. The person who called…reminded me of something I rarely think about. The caller said they had been watching a video of me on stage when I was a contestant in a Bollywood version of Strictly Come Dancing. It was a charity thing I was involved in a few years ago.
Oh my…sometimes I hate videos and cameras! I remember what everyone said, “you were really going for it!” I was really going for it ok. And that’s exactly what everyone said! There were weeks and weeks of intense rehearsals. But I had to miss a lot because I was working with terminally ill patients and patients with dementia. WhiIe was at work all of the patients wanted to see me practice my dance routines in front of them.
But it meant I wasn’t up to speed with the rest of the contestants for a big dance we were doing with all of us performing synchronised, So I was able to receive some extra help. The choreographer came round to my flat and patiently trained me, my flat mate Marta joined in! We talked about it and it was agreed that I could dance near the back since I had missed so many rehearsals.
Anyway…the day of the live finale came. We had been practicing all afternoon and they decided to put me right at the front in the middle. I was mortified. But, it was all for charity. So I gave it all I’d got! The videos caught everything!
I don’t like video cameras!
As well as work, I have been enrolled on a course I have to do at home. Well, I have designated one evening per week for the course (because I that’s all I want to give it – if I stick to that schedule, I will finish the course in three months, which the course providers state is the minimum time frame). Why should I rush it? I don’t see any point in rushing through it just because I can (merely on account of not being allowed to have a social life anymore). I have often rushed courses just for the sake of getting a qualification. I don’t see any need to rush it now. It would be better to limit my pace and use what I learn at work to make sure it has sunk in properly.
Sundays I am housekeeping and doing all my laundry. I love cleaning and ironing, but sometimes I have been so tired that I have to push myself to get up out of bed and start work.
When I was chatting with Jack on Sunday morning, I mentioned to him that I am missing dancing. I love parties where we can have a dance. I have started to play some music for half an hour at the weekend to have a bit of a dance – just to have my fill.
Work is hard going at times. But having a little sing and dance session at the end of a long stressful day has become a popular event.
I have always loved a good party. I don’t have to be asked to jump up on the dance floor. I love a good beat…I love big bold bass. But Jack love partie even more than I do! Which is awesome!
I swung round and found a popular actress opposite me. She then grabbed my hands and swung me round and round. It was a tiny bit surreal because I have never met her before. But she knows Jack. I was laughing with him about it on the way home. I think…I am being accepted as his girlfriend. That’s a good thing I think. I know that some of the people at these parties are virtual strangers. They are usually there only because they are involved in a project or charity that Jack is. But in some ways, I feel as if they are giving me some support…well, at least encouragement. Does that make sense?
I left the medical center for a few minutes in order to beg some supplies from a local pharmacy (who by the way were amazing!). On the short walk I passed through an empty shopping mall. There was music playing from the tannoy system. The song they were playing filled my heart with joy! “Singin’ In The Rain“!!!
Oh the mayhem that is our family hanging out during the winter bank holidays! So much fun! Games, epic hide and seek, karaoke and dancing. A lot of dancing. The little kids in our family absolutely love dancing.
All dressed up with a place to go!!! If you see a caramel blonde wearing an electric blue dress strutting her stuff on the dance floor, give me a shout and offer to buy me a drink hey!!
His girlfriend moved to Canada when she had an exciting job opportunity. As far as he says, they were happy together and will always be friends. But he says they do not have plans to continue their relationship in the future, she is dating other men over there. I think he volunteered all this when I was talking to him and some other friends when I went out for drinks last week.
How would he take it if I admit that I don’t want to develop a close friendship with another man yet? However, I would love, absolutely love to go to a party and have a dance! Will he be alright with that?
It’s essentially about surprising people by breaking out into a carefully planned and choreographed routine of singing or dancing. Or on other occasions it is a a team of classical musicians who deliver an incredible show for the public. But the most memorable flashmobs have taken place at very busy transport stations – airport terminals, major train stations, public shopping areas.
However, I have had so little time with Goldfinch this past month, that I don’t want anyone else to intrude on my time with him. In addition, there is the possibility that Goldfinch might have hated it!
I saw this dress and thought I would love to wear it myself…but it is only available in munchkin sizes. So I bought one in 18-24 months for my gorgeous niece.
It is pouring down…so we are having indoor fun. Which is fine…lots of very nice things to do indoors. All we want to do is chatter anyway!
Caramel 