Update on my dance frustrations that happened way faster than I ever thought.
So first off, due to my line of work we have been guaranteed that everyone at my workplace will be fully vaccinated before the summer (if they chose to do so) despite the confusion in the past. Which is exciting, and would honestly just relieve a huge burden of worry I have been inherently carrying around at the thought of potentially being the reason one of my clients gets sick. (Not entirely unrealistic but spawned out of fear and anxiety since I’m taking about every precaution I can be short of living in a hazmat suit.) So yay to that!
Second, a dance studio I’ve been checking out that recently opened near me is allowed to slowly start back up again. I talked with one of the owners and worked out a partnership thing (we’re calling it a dance ambassador program on paper I believe) !!
The deal is I help out with front end stuff once a week, and in exchange get a pass for unlimited classes at the studio. So not only do I get as much dance as I want for a few hours work every week, I also get to live out my low key dream of working at a dance studio. (Honestly, my logistical talents are WASTED in my current job.)
This is great for loads of reasons:
- I get to be in the know of their COVID policies so I can make an educated decision on how safe I’ll be if I attend classes before I’m vaccinated (and like it’ll probably matter afterwards too) and if for the first bit I don’t want to attend class I’ll still be safely distanced from people at all times as ‘staff’
- It helps me to build some semblance of routine of my actual life outside work because that’s non-existent (and I now have reasons to FORCE my workplace to actually respect my schedule since they uh … don’t.)
- My healing journey! First off it allows me to be around dance and dancers which I’m hoping will do worlds of good regardless of anything else, since it’ll be people who understand my struggle or who have faced it in the past. Second, it will allow me to slowly get back into classes and thus, dancing regularly, but without having the fear of buying a membership only to not use it in the event I’m not really ready to go back, or something happens and I can only do a class every now and then. It’ll take loads of stress off of whether I should invest in a studio membership again or when will be the right time and all the other questions about it. If I don’t take classes, there’s no huge loss or guilt. Added bonus of giving me access to different levels of dance without it being an issue, so I can take beginner classes which are generally a lower intensity if my ankle is acting up, and more intermediate or advanced if I’m feeling up to it. I can ease back in at my own pace and skill level!
- I get to help out a local business in a way that they need right now
- If I feel I’m not ready or don’t want to go back to classes yet, they’ll allow me to rent out a studio for $10/hour which is honestly nothing compared to what I’ve paid in the past for myself or for clubs, groups, crews, or whatever. I can be in a proper dance space by myself (yay social distancing) and just freestyle or work on whatever I want in privacy.
- I have a reason to look presentable at least once a week. I know y’all must be thinking “but don’t you have to look presentable for your day job?” Oh no, my good reader, you’re very wrong. If I don’t want something drooled on, puked on, or bled on then I don’t wear it to work. Doesn’t inspire personal style or dressing up for fun. Inspires generic clothing you’re willing to burn at a moments notice.
- Even if it’s just in passing I get to see different people than the dozen or so at work that I’ve spent all my time with since the pandemic started which is a win.
Honestly it feels like it’s too good to be true or like a scam or something, and I would dismiss it as something I dreamed up if I didn’t have a physical contract in front of me.
I reached out to them on a whim only a few days ago and now my first shift is tomorrow. It must’ve been y’all willing some magic to happen or something because the pieces just fell into place in the blink of an eye.