Life is Music

My two-week probationary period is over and I have officially filed a W-4, gained a professional/corporate e-mail, and started a schedule for students. Thus far, I have one couple and one gentleman for private lessons. When the "baby blue" (the second dance floor) is finished in the studio, I'll be teaching belly dance in that room.
The secretary has left, so I've assumed a few of her duties which I don't mind at all. I love office stuff -- creating posters and welcome fliers for dances, advertising on facebook, and setting up for parties (Fridays/Saturdays).
I haven't been to pole since I started the job.... nor belly dancing for that matter. I'll need to schedule something for weekends. This career choice came with sacrifices, but I'm happy and grateful for that with which I have been blessed.

My prospective boss invited me to a social Friday evening for casual introductions and... probably the opportunity to scope my future workplace out. I met students and instructors alike. I was nervous at first, but I had a grand time. Everyone was warm and welcoming. The venue is gorgeous at night, by the way. I was stunned. I will gladly make a habit of attending these weekly social dances.
I was picked up hours later (around 7am) by my director's husband and we drove to Rehoboth Beach for the Stand Up To Cancer dance in memory of their daughter. It's funny because I spent the last two years ballroom dancing that it was nothing but awkward dancing to club music with drunk&wild people. I managed to get a good hustle and merengue in there before the night was done. I'm glad I could help decorate for the festivities and even just lend an ear when conversation got sensitive and sniffles became a regular occurrence. On a postive note, I was spending a weekend at the beach and laughing my butt off with absolutely loveable gay men -- and lots of them ::laughs::.
Sunday morning over bagels I say goodbye to my director. We were sad, but she put so perfectly, "my babies need to grow up sometime". She made me promise I was going to make my boss-to-be take good care of me.
Here's to my first day at work!