5 Days till Competition

So last night's lesson sucked. I don't know where my head was but it was not in the dance studio w/ the rest of me. Vince gave me the "don't give up" talk. As best as I can tell, I was emotional because of an interview I had yesterday for a different position here at work; I was worried about whether my dresses would be ready before the comeptition; and I kept thinking about my former teacher being at the comp. I don't know why the work thing bothered me except it got my adrenaline pumping in the afternoon and then it was gone by the time I got to Dallas. Patti brought the dresses last night - they are great and will be done on time. I'm just going to have to forget about/ignore any thoughts of Don being at the comp. To add to that, I don't know what we're going to do about our tango routine - Vince doesn't remember the choreography so parts of it are being re-choreographed because he doesn't believe me when I tell him what we did...thankfully we have one more lesson this Saturday. We have got to get it together. Lord, help us...help me.

I heard a song twice on the radio yesterday that I used to not like that much but it spoke to my situation - Big Girls Don't Cry by Fergie. I needed to hear that...