Dancing the night away.

Man oh man I miss going out dancing. It used to be so much fun, the atmosphere, the music, the drinks. So fun. Now I’m old, with little kids, and these knees and hips don’t shimmy like they used to. I have been twice in the last two years which is a better record than the seven or so years before that. When I worked in person for marketing teams our annual sales gatherings usually ended in late nights & dancing, so I miss that element too. Can’t say much for the new music, but when we got down in the late 90’s, and early aughts it was a real riot out on the dance floor. Glorious.

I don’t miss the drinking, or the after effects of drinking, but I do miss going out with a large group of friends and cutting a rug for four or five hours on a Friday or Saturday night. Eventually that morphed into pub crawl Wednesday’s, or tacking on a Thursday just because you were in the groove. Ah youth. And hip flexion flexibility.

They played some golden oldies last night which got me out on the dance floor briefly, singing my heart out. Did I mention the music was loud, so no harm of anybody hearing me either. Nice! It was exhausting but fun. Home to bed by midnight, a truly wonderful evening. My wife came for the first half too, which made the whole night even better. Finding a baby sitter has been a real godsend. Finally able to enjoy our company on outings once again. Been a long ten years.

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