I heard about this introductory tango class being held in an art gallery tomorrow--how cool, thought I, so I inquired and it looks like I'm going. But yikes, there will only be one other student and two instructors! And the woman was so excited to hear from me and I felt bad about backing out. But I am a ridiculously uncoordinated dancer and in a group of four there's absolutely nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
My hubs would probably call this a shenanigan. It's probably a part of my mid-life crisis. I'm just letting you know so you can see I attempt to have somewhat of a life outside of posting on YLF. Ay carramba!