Dancing Makes Me Feel Alive

I knew that this year was going to bring so many new life experiences, but I wasn't fully prepared for them to happen in the first week.  Hurricane Irene was in full force headed to the city that never sleeps this past weekend, and for the most part we seemed to scare her away.  While for the most part the city seems untouched, there are a few places outside Manhattan that have a different story to tell.  Relieved to have not been effected by the storm, but also a little bummed.  You see Molly and I were fully prepared for the end of the world.  Thanks to both of our loving and worried mothers, we followed direction and stocked up on water, junk food, flashlights, batteries, and candles.  When the news of losing power hit our apartment, we weren't nervous, but rather excited.  Spending Saturday night indoors allowed for our creativity to fill the room.  Needless to say, one very well built fort and three DVD's later Molly and I were ready for anything.  So when we managed to have power throughout it all we were a little bummed.  After 10 minutes that wore off,  still more thankful than anything. 

In search for a job, I somehow managed to get a feel for both ends of the spectrom (never was the greatest at spelling).  Once immediately hired on the spot (in a pizzeria across the street) I was asked to answer phone calls for delivery, fine by me.  Until I found out I was the only one to not speak Spanish, and the reputation of the restuarant was anything but reassuring.  After having a mini pannick attack it was by pure faith that I was called into another interview.  This time at a high end French cuisine type dealio.  After a very proper and comforting interview I was told to report tomorrow at 10AM for training as a hostess.  So I briskly went to the closest department store to buy some work clothes (I didn't have a fancy black dress to meet the occasion).  I am equally relieved and excited.  Although I will have to work on finding some clothes to wear to work, I feel much more comfortable knowing everyone working there speaks English.  Praise God. 

I truly an thankful for having a joy that keeps me smiling.  I can not express how much dancing fills me with a joy without words, yes that might possibly be an oxi-morron.  Not only this, but it continually surprises and inspires me as well.  Taking a commercial jazz class tonight left me on cloud nine and a half.  A feeling I could not put a price tag on.  So as I continually worry about the future, I am reassured by the understanding of that all will be well.  And that the joy of dancing in this world won't compare to the joy of dancing above.