So fillin in the blanks slightly...
After getting the boot (or if you will, pointe shoe) from my job for taking the guesting, I (like the rest of my family) bouced back as a friend discribed it "like a teflon ball", and got the "ball" rolling to get a job.
For only being good at one thing since I was a babe, what does a dancer do to make rent, pay for power bills, phone bills, and starbucks seasonal drinks that were coming up?????
I made a list.
Yes, a list.
1. Become a Super Hero.
- Although this was my top choice it had its downfalls as A. I didn't have any super powers (unless you consider being a pain in the butt or for my size being able to "down food like a trucker" as my fiance' lovingly puts it) and B. My aim has never been, oh how do I put it, up to Super Hero standards... or normal people standards at that
2. I love Coffee.....................................................
-Become a coffee bean... work in a coffee house without experience... drink a whooooooolelotta coffee as I tried to make a number three
3. Win the lottery
- I know it's not a career but it would help... a lot... santa....
- I have always been in love with animals. I'm the gal that would run in the rain, up a tree, on a limb, for a cat who didn't want to be saved apparently or stop, get in a traffic accident, with slammed breaks, to run after a dog on the loose... So... I either run away to make a colony of me and animals, or option B work for a shelter or something of the sorts.
I chose the latter, and called the local Humane Society.
It has thus far been an amazing experience. The people I work with are funny, and don't scream in our faces like my previous boss (in which case I've always wanted to say "hint a mint"), and everyone there is passionate about the same cause.
So inbetween my thoughts and hopes to make the dance world joyous again I will be working with the animals, helping homes become whole, and being a "normal person".
Til next time...