Originally posted on February 24th - ENJOY
I've been away for awhile. Sometimes work and personal life collide in a not so pleasant mix of exclusion of my personal life.
The problem isn't the working...it's the feeling of isolation. I am surrounded by people that I could care less about and they seem to care even less about me (with the exception of a few of my coworkers)- my purpose is a means to an end - I'm interchangeable as any other named employee that could/should/would get that answer...and not just now, but yesterday.
During a normal work week, I walk out the door of my workplace and don't think about again until the next morning when I'm getting dressed. I go home and can connect with people that mean something to me and whom I mean something to. So going to ballet class tonight to see MDB is a no brainer.
Normally when I'm gone, I'm really nervous about coming back. Not tonight. Tonight I'm just looking forward to seeing David behind the desk, maybe an Olsen twin or two, Lil Black Chick and MDB with one or two ponytails, a big smile and a tight hug. I'm not disappointed.
As I watch Mrs. B's class in the fishbowl, MDB walks through the door. We smile, we hug. Mutual missing on both sides. I change and secure my place (in front!) at the barre. Class is exceptionally full tonight. There are 12 women in class - 13 including MDB. We start with our standard plies, two demi's and a grande in first, second, fifth and fourth position. We extend and point into our tendus, flick our ankles at the degages, strike the floor violently with our frappes, stir the pot with our rond de jambes and finish the barre with our battements.
Now during these combinations, MDB picks, prods and pokes - 'this side is fine, it's the other side' -'do you feel the difference? or is it the same?' 'Here is your turn out. I think that bottom foot could be turned out more...' I put my hand on my own hip during battements! She came over with her little fingers to get my hip sockets - I even said 'Let me get the mouse traps!"
She even said, "I must be picking on you because I missed you."
Side Bar: Next time- I'll send you a card!!!
We jump and then move through an adagio with pirouettes. Since almost everyone (me excluded?? Probably not) had our arms too high - MDB then takes this time to provide us with a lovely bit of advise: do NOT cover YOUR NIPPLES with your Hands. Of course, we totally nail it after that.
I complete a series of skips with an assemblage finish (which I did right and received a compliment on! - Whew!), moved into a balance turning movement across the floor. We are almost out of time and MDB mocks a brief reverence for us and says: "It's not important, but it is important - you never know when you will end up on stage......"To which I respond: "Yea! You DO!"
Side Bar: When was the last time you walked through a door and unexpectedly ended up on stage?
Menty: That would be....ummm...gee....never...
Side Bar: How embarrassing would that be if you went into a door expecting the bathroom and TA DA - time to perform a reverence!!!!
When class ended, MDB and I hug again and I tell her to be nice to me on Monday :). She just smiles and laughs...I'm taking that to mean - no cigar :)
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