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I have long posited that I’m solar-powered. I love love LOVE summer, I get something along the lines of SAD in winter, when I changed jobs and got out of the basement office my entire world view improved… if I’m having a bad day, if I sit in the sun for half an hour my viewpoint will do a 180.

So, today was darn near a perfect day. I went to a bbq / dance at the beach – it’s a regular (weekly) event, but I’ve never gone before, mostly because I do actually try and spend time with my husband on the weekends instead of buggering off to dance. However, this is a long weekend, so I’m spending Saturday/Monday with my love and Sunday with my second love (dance).

Anyway, bbq, beach, etc. I got a little sunburnt. It’s quite entertaining, really, because my left shoulderblade has this one patch of non burned skin on it. Right about where a partner’s hand sits when dancing…

Came home around 8, had a quick shower, headed out again to the studio for the weekly salsa social, discovered anew just how out of practice I am at salsa – and yet, I’m quite pleased with how I did, because while I might be a bit rusty, I can still keep UP.

Plus, I’ve had my dose of solar power, and I’m … happy.

Originally published at spinneretta