That's all, folks...

So tomorrow (Sunday) is my last day (ever) in ballet!  Just one more class (should be an easy class since it's a warm-up class) and one more performance, and that's it...

I'm not particularly sad about leaving this particular studio - though it hasn't been completely miserable over these 14 or so years, but it hasn't been super wonderful terrific either.  Especially lately.

It does feel weird that something that's been part of my life for so long is soon not going to be.  I'm going to box up all my leotards, tights, and shoes and put it away in my closet or garage.  Wow.  I'm not going to go absolutely crazy and throw everything away, but still.  No more checking rehearsal schedules, no more figuring out what day of the week it is by what class I have to take, no more taping my toes, no more sewing ribbons and elastic, no more pinning my hair up in a bun.

No more using ballet as an excuse why I can't go to parties, either.  Drat!

People have asked me why I'm quitting (retiring?) - I just don't really have that much of a passion for ballet.  I like it because I'm relatively good at it.  If I wasn't, I would have quit a heck of a long time ago.  And it made me unique, made me more than just average.  Ahhh, I'll miss that.

But whatever - nothing lasts forever.  If I don't retire this year, it'll be next year or the year after.  Why try to avoid the inevitable?