John and I went to our last dance lesson tonight. Hopefully not our last one forever, but certainly our last at Arthur Murray. It’s prohibitively expensive. Maybe with the crazy raises that are, oh, not forthcoming this year…hmm. It was fun, though.
I can’t write anything because all I can think about are the things I need to do. And since I’m not doing any of those things tonight (well, I could make the beds tonight), it’s just making me crazy. I think I’m going to go distract myself.
Next time on inanechatter.net: does the title of a post have to have anything to do with the content?