After a zillion years in the "corporate" environ, I decided to abandon pantyhose and to don overalls! As a house painter (exterior, interior, faux), I have discovered life without papercuts, stagnation by committee, and tolerating the boss's intolerable bowling renditions. Nothing says "well-done" like a freshly painted wall.The down-side is getting the paint off your nails in time for dance class. However, I just apologize to my partner from the outset and then dance my ass off so as to dispel any notions that I don't take my dancing seriously.
