Going Sane in a Crazy World

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Showing posts with label Salsa Girl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Salsa Girl. Show all posts

My Thoughts

Well after my entry earlier today MK Lady gave me a call to apologize for not making the cookout. Since she's a girl I asked her about the ring thing. She like most of you said that it's a finger and if a decorative ring fits it goes on. WTH? It's the finger? It should be as empty and a nun's hoo haa! Come on ladies work with us. Guys have a hard enough time figuring you out as it is. Now rings that don't mean anything. Anyway I drove past the salon on my way for errands and Spa Girl was right there walking in front of me. She was also on her cellphone chatting away so I just honked and waved as I drove by. Guess it will have to be another time.
Pigs must be flying cause I had a nice conversation with the ex about the phone and Eric. She had gotten no messages and was wondering why I hadn't called. So she said she would get her phone looked at to see what the matter is. Do I believe her? Who the hell knows, sorry to say. She did state that her dad had taken a turn for the worse, but it seems he is left home alone since she said he won't pick up the house phone. I did realize why she didn't put him in a facility. All of his money would be funneled into his care and then she would have to get a job. She may be nuts, but she ain't stupid. Through all of this I did get a chance to actually talk with Eric. It's been a few weeks.


My Mom still can't use her right hand, but can raise the arm. She's not talking as much and I don't know why. Yes and no questions she'll just shake her head, but more complex she'll answer. This has started since last weeks TIA. So at her meeting next week I'll ask that she start speech therapy since if she looses that she'll really go down hill. Talking to my brother today I told him it's time for Mom to go. She's just fading way bit by bit and it's a real shame.

Quick - Quick - Slow

Tonight's salsa was so different from last week. Club 7 is pretty much 7 different dance areas which are on different levels. So it's like private areas. I did get to meet Salsa Girl. The great thing (since I see it's a different instructor next week) was the two instructors tonight. One for the guys and the other for the ladies. They went slow, gave us drills, and really taught us. I learned how to do the salsa basic plus a few tricks. It was fun. The bad was that all the women came with dates. So when the lessons were over the women returned to their guys and their was just a bunch of guys and no one to practice with. It was balanced by feeling confident in doing salsa now. So hoping that Monday night will stay teaching and Thursday can be more of meeting women. I'll try and get my laundry done early enough tomorrow to make it over to the event tomorrow night.

No Regrets

Since I had some minimal free time this week I signed up to go Salsa dancing tonight and after She's house warming party head out dancing with people I don't know. Hey I accept that I'm nuts and just go with it. Anyway I awoke this morning with gibbering monkey part of my brain trying to talk me out of tonight. That I don't know anyone and I haven't salsaed in a while. However I made a promise to myself years ago not to let fear rule my life. Growing up I let fear and insecurity stop me from experiencing a lot of life. When I realized it I swore I would no longer do that. Looking back I've done very well with it. So armed with my promise I'll be there to salsa. As far as I can tell Salsa Girl is the only one going besides me. I know she is very good so I'm feeling a slight bit intimidated.

My Landlord agreed this morning to be my witness next Thursday at my divorce hearing. Happy for that since he is dependable and in 7 days I want it all over.
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