Tonight is the Bach Ball. Last year we had a great time with our friends, but I went home with toes sore and swollen from repeated contact with the soles of my husband's shoes.
This year should be much improved. We decided after last year's experience that, if we were going to try to dance, we needed to take dance lessons. It took us seven months to get around to doing it. We took five lessons from one studio in November and December, then we did some looking around and changed studios. We have had five more private lessons since then and gone to some group lessons and dances, and although we aren't good, we can at least dance to several styles of music now without stepping on each other.
That is a good thing.