No sunshine on Thursday. Because I skipped ballet class (*gasp!*).
It was one of those unavoidable things where life got in the way. It’s getting cold, and the heater needed turning on (For most people, I realize this is simple. But we have a geothermal wood burner heating our house, so it’s a bit trickier!). My sister and mom were out of town, and their horses needed tending. Work has been busy busy. By the time I even remembered it was ballet night, it was time to leave for ballet. Alas, it wasn’t meant to be.
The night of, I didn’t really miss it. I was tired and not too enthused about squeezing into a leotard.
But every night since, I’ve been kicking myself for not making it happen. I can’t believe I still have 4 more days until I can go to class again. I’ve found myself doing random plies around the house, as if to make up for lost class time.
So I’ve learned an important ballet lesson: In the words of the incomparable Tim Gunn, “Make it work!” Life can try to get in the way all it wants, but this girl is going to ballet. No excuses!