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I quit the ballroom studio today. That's right. I quit. I gave 2 weeks notice but the nature of the situation is I was done after my last single male client. What caused me to do this? Well...many things actually. It has been leading up to this for quite a while and I finally just plain did it. When I first started doing it I thought it would be a fun, hobby, part time job but I quickly realized that it is a life commitment. A life commitment that I am not willing to make. Why you ask? That's a good question because that is a question I asked myself over and over and over and over again. I tried SO hard to make it work. I mean HARD but I just couldn't get my heart into it. I would then go to the pole studio and completely and totally rock it. I would then go back to the ballroom the studio the next day and that passion was...well...gone. I mean nothing. I kept rationalizing that there was no difference between the 2 studios. I mean I was teaching people to dance at both places but there was a difference. My passion for it.

I love working with women. I love the clientele that the pole studio gets. It was magnified after I did my first beauty consultation a couple weeks ago. My heart was SO in it. Then I went to the ballroom studio and...nothing. No passion. None. It was quite confusing for a while because I loved it so much but I have come to find out that what I loved was the dancing part which was fine to dance with anyone until I danced with someone I was really into. That changed everything too. I'm not sure why but it did. Anywho, the point to all this is I really started praying about what I should do careerwise and it came back as a resounding answer...move on. The kicker was last night as I was on my way to my pole class. I had a really conversation with God. I said, "God, I'm not sure what to do about the ballroom studio but the fact of the matter is my heart is not in it. At all. Not even a little. If I am supposed to be there can you please give me peace and if not can you help me to know that too. When I arrived at the studio I talked to Hannah and bit and headed into my class. After my class, which rocked, was over I headed out and Hannah surprised me with the fact that one of the other instructors decided to stop teaching come January and would I be interested in picking up those classes. Um...YES PLEASE!

I'm kinda babbling now but the fact of the matter is I don't regret working for the ballroom studio because I learned a TON about myself. I mean a...TON!!!!! I can't wait to see where this road takes me. I feel like I have really come into my own these last couple of weeks. Go GOD!