I just found out that the 3 day belly dance workshop/performance/camp that Steve and I have been planning for for the last few months has been cancelled. The rug has been yanked from under me once again.
Steve's been building a tent, I've been sewing, we've gotten things sorted for the kids over the weekend, and were really looking forward to it. I'm done making plans. Lately, every time I make a plan to do something, it completely back fires and I wind up flailing around with my teeth kicked out. This is getting seriously old.
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