“Here are my fees, Ms Rosita. It’s for Saturday classes only. I’m not doing the Monday classes for a couple of months.”
“What?! Why?! Is it because of…”
“No, please be assured it’s not.”
The hardest thing I did was to bring Ms Rosita into confidence. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust her, I think I didn’t trust myself to open up to her, but end result was some great insight and advice. This in turn has allowed me to mellow out and stop partaking in what I now privately refer to as Clusterf@#k to the Dance Company. Plus, I’m going home in two and a half weeks, and I don’t want to be neither here nor there with classes and fees, so I weighed up my choices and this was the best one. I’ll still be paying for three Saturday classes that I won’t be attending, but Ms Rosita is the kind of teacher who would insist on a private lesson to make up for it. Right now, I’d much rather work on syllabus than open repertoire.
Although I think I disappointed Ms Rosita further when I said I had no intention of partaking in the upcoming workshops by a visiting professional. My reasons, once again, can always be financial, but I know deep down there might be a 20 per cent in there that I don’t want to do it because of abovementioned Clusterf@#k.
Whatever it is, I do feel quite satisfied with my decisions at the moment. I have vacation time to look forward to and free time to myself.