My Tango’s back…whew…

Went to my happy milonga. Was glad I did.

I’ve felt slightly “off” in my dance lately, and I chocked it up to being impatient to start my trip - but my happy milonga solved everything. It is at this milonga that my Tango always comes back. The rhythm always finds me. And it did. Thank goodness. Just in time for Buenos Aires.

I’m probably not going to write much until I get there, as I have a huge project to do for work that I’m a “little” stressed out about, plus I have to pack, clean my place for my sub-letter, AND boohoo, my roommate is very sick, so I have to do all of this while avoiding her germs. I feel a cough coming along and I am not cheerful about it. It’s not going to be the most fun or relaxing week. If you know me and I’m grumpy towards you, well, just deal with it. I’m almost on my trip so you won’t have to put up with me for very long.

I am counting the minutes until I get to Buenos Aires.

I’ll write from there…