…So yesterday I threw a party…
…and nobody came.
I was of two minds whether to blog about this or not, because it sounds like such a pity party or a very weak attempt at putting a brave face on it. But it’s neither of those things. So…there it is. No one came to my Dancing Mamas Tribe yesterday.
And here’s the thing: it’s really and truly OK. Really. I’m not just saying that, not just trying to convince myself of my non-failure-ness. It’s really OK. For a lot of reasons. Here are some of them:
-Now I know exactly how I want to set up the studio. I know what the stuff I planned looks like, what else I want to add to make it super-awesome, and how long it takes to set up and take down. This is all stuff I was worrying about that is now off my mind.
(Music and paperwork table)
(Need a few more for the bottom row and one side. I love how it looks like a rainbow threw up all over the mirror!)
-I know that we *can* make it out the door and downtown in time to set up and be ready for 9am. I was worried. Xander is NOT one of those “wake up at 5am” kids (or not often, anyway, thank goodness). Usually that’s good. But a kid who normally wakes up at 7:30 or 8 is a bit of a liability when you need to be out the door at 7:50. But hey, it’s possible.
-Having this “dry run” brought up all kinds of things I hadn’t thought of…like how I need to include my cell phone number in my promotional materials again. I took it out when we lived out in a cellphone dead zone, but now that we’re back in the city it would be really useful for people to be able to call and ask “where is this studio, again?” And I need signs to show where the bathrooms are. Also, parking. I hadn’t even thought to ask about parking until we drove up with a carload of stuff. And now I know: no parking in the lot, only on the street. A bit of a pain, but better to know than not, yes? Luckily, there’s a bunch of street parking in the area.
-Now that I’ve done it once and had zero attendance, every single person who comes will be a step in the right direction. Seriously, if one person comes next week it will be better than this week!
To be totally honest, I am amazed by my OK-ness here. It’s very uncharacteristic. I mean, I admit that the inner critic (the one who looks like an old, mean ballet teacher) is calling me names a little more loudly than usual, but at the same time she’s pretty easy to ignore. Because…and this is the HUGE thing…throwing a party and having no one come is one step closer to my dream than sitting at home and wishing I had the courage to throw the damn party already! Think about it! This is a freaking VICTORY.
And that, my friends, is why I am more than OK with the way things turned out. Plus, now I have a playlist all ready for next week 😛