Three evenings in a row of two-hour belly dance practices (for Saturday's Fremont Solstice Parade) are making for very long days. Particularly because, for some reason, I also scheduled an 8 a.m. business appointment every morning this week and another away-from-home meeting around mid-day every day.
The result is that I put on a business costume, dash out, come home and put on practical clothes for a few hours, get back into a business costume for the next meeting, then come home and put on a belly dance costume.
I think I'd be bitching less if the weather were about 10 degrees warmer. And I'm looking forward to testing that hypothesis.
By the way, the inside word on the upcoming Fremont Parade is: best floats ever!