2013-08-09

It is resolved that:

It's okay for me to not go to the lecture kicking off the dance weekend tonight. I need time to rest and mentally prepare myself for the rest of the weekend. And finish some final costume tweaks. It'd be good to go and M might be disappointed, but I need the time at home.
I shall locate a place to beautify myself between my rehearsal and call on Sunday. I can't get home, get beautiful, and get back in the time allotted. It's not physically possible.
If I need to have a freakout, that's okay.
Ox being a morning person is pretty awesome.
Coffee is amazing and required for daily functioning.
Not reaching through the phone to strangle these people is a heroic act, worthy of gelato or brownies or something else unhealthy for my body but reasonably good for my spirit.
Cicadas have really cool wings.
Gold glitter nail polish isn't quite as fun as wine red henna, but it's acceptable.
I shall be gentle with myself in the next week. I'm pretty, smart, and worth liking. It's okay that my midsection is squishy - that has nothing to do with my worth as a person. There is no right way to be a woman and no right way to look. My body is mine and I've earned every lump, stretch mark, scar, muscle, and ounce of grace.

The above motions passed unanimously. Our next meeting will be some time in the future. Adjourned!