My final week of blissful unemployment, coming to an end tonight, has been more of the same good stuff to which I've become accustomed. I gave a bunch of massages, and received two sessions as well—one Swedish and one craniosacral (see below). I went to yoga. I ate good food. I basked in the sunshine. I went dancing on Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday nights.
Friday night was the best: The first installment of Mighty Breaks, a new 3rd Friday monthly at Mighty. I stepped onto an empty dance floor with my hoop at 11pm, and by midnight it was too crowded to continue hooping. Around 3:30 it started to thin out again, and I went back to the hoop. I can't get enough of the breakbeats, but dancing to it is hard on my knees after a few hours, so it felt good to go back to the hoop and the fluid moves.
Thankfully, my new job won't require me to arrive 'til noon - save for an occasional morning meeting - so I should be able to continue my nightowlish ways.