A HipMix.net Life: The Sitcom Begins

I have a bad habit of wanting to explain everything.

I don't know where this idea embedded in my brain that anyone might actually care, but I can't help myself. If you meet me out, I'll probably tell you my life story, embarrassing details & all, in about 5 minutes.

In the spirit of telling more than is natural, I'd like to start a series on "Life at HipMix.net" to show what's it's like working in a small office full of people passionate about Belly Dance. I'm gonna write it like a sitcom because, well, I want to.

Meet the Characters:

Hip+Fit: My First Belly Dance Class

After my waiting, talk, and planning, when it came time for my first belly dance class, I wanted to back out.

See how happy I look before dance class?

Kaitlyn will tell you how I was dreading my class all day at work. One of my coworkers invited me over to her house, and I normally subscribe to the better offers club and peace out on prior commitments.

I tried to call Tiffany/Kitana in the morning to confirm my appointment, but, since she has a day job, she was unavailable. Kaitlyn made me promise,

"Call Tiffany again. 

If she doesn't answer, then don't go. 

But if she does, then you should go."

I called. No answer.

"I'm off the hook!" I exclaimed.
Instantly, the fear and dread melted away (reminiscent of my high school days, right before swim practice).

I don't know why I feel that way about after school/work commitments that involve classes. Is it a fear of not being good at the activity, missing out on other activities, or the unknown?

Then my phone rang.