Today was the farewell show of the IIRIS Irish Dance Company. We had been up for nine years and now everything falls apart because the group doesn't have enough dancers to continue next fall. It is sad.

The show itself went fine. Better than fine, really. We had some lovely new choreographies and finally time to rehearse the show properly. It was the first. Usually things haven't been as ready as they were now. Some mistakes, of course, but small ones, nothing to fret over. Every one of the dancers gave their best, I'm sure. We have always had very good group spirit, so it has been absolute joy to dance with this group. I will miss it.

So far I'm just happy that the stress of this show is finally over. Combined to finishing my first year at goldsmith studies and some personal issues, this has been pretty busy and stressfull spring. The sadness of this coming to an end will come later, probably later tonight, when we gather to watch the today's show and spent time together one last time.

Tomorrow holds one small gig at the spring-feast of the organization IIDC belongs to. After that I can no longer say that I dance irish dances as a hobby. I have to start talking about it in past tense.

I haven't really thought about what I'll do with all the free weekends that would have been used for practising. On the other hand I might just do nothing (or do things that I've been neglecting to do so far) and hang around with friends. But then again I think I may need some kind of a hobby. I don't know. I'm still very much intrigued with archery and as I do own a bow, that might be my next move. And that would be good reason to finally make the load of arrows that I have been meaning to make since I made the bow..