Today is my last free day for the next few days. I signed up for a three day seminar because a friend kept bugging me about it. I don’t know what to expect, but the days leading up to it haven’t been any fun. Some of the posts on this blog are the result of things that have been going through my mind since I first signed up. I’ll have to write about it afterwards. I suppose I’m anxious because I don’t know what will happen. I’m not very happy about the long hours or the three days because I’m missing relaxing, fun and dance class. Missing dance class on Saturday is a big deal because I’m practicing for our mock competition. I need all the help I can get, and I just don’t practice hard enough at home.  But really, who pushes themselves as hard as any instructor?

Then again, I will spend part of my day preparing for the next three. I have to have meals.  With my diet restrictions, I can’t just go anywhere to eat. I certainly can’t go anywhere that’s fast food. All fast food seems to contain bread. The last thing I need over the weekend is to get “glutened.” I already had a run-in with the bathroom on Monday morning.

The class has a meeting on Tuesday evening as well.  That should be interesting, but probably not in a good way. After three days, they expect you to bring people on Tuesday. Well, I can’t see forcing something on someone when you’ve hardly had time to process what went on. Also apparently you’re supposed to work things out with people you know by calling them. Oh fun. There are people who for various reasons I do not speak to–ever. There’s nothing to work out. There is just no relationship. Oh, and then there are all the people I know scattered elsewhere–different time zones. No way am I calling anyone after 10 pm. There are very few people I know who I can call after that hour without it being some dire emergency.

Anyway, when I get back, I will write about the weekend. Hopefully, all goes well.