*huge sigh*

So. I "broke up" with the troupe. Sort of. I spoke to the leader in person, the rest I sent an email to. Weenie, perhaps. 'I hope we can still hang out and do non-bellydance things together, and I'm still going to class for the exercise, but I just won't be performing' was the gist of it.

Maybe they'll think I'm being a whiny attention whore, I don't know. And I'm too tired and wrung out to care at the moment.

So now it's time to pick myself up, gather my wits about me, and do some things I need to do for myself and my husband and my puppy and my house (poor neglected things, all!)

Maybe some day when I'm back together I can take up dancing again. I'm not ruling it out, but I'm not making any promises, either.

Now I just need to break up with facebook...