The night I accidentally posted a dance video

I chatted with my mother the night I accidentally posted a dance video on two major social media platforms.

I went ice skating with my sister Jenny, checked the LA fire maps about a dozen times, made myself a little snack.

I talked to my daughter, who lives in LA, texted on a busy family chain, wished a friend a happy birthday.

I ate leftover soup from which all of the meat and dumplings had already been scooped, had a vague memory of some cabbage soup diet I’d read about, felt nutritionally virtuous, cured that with a follow-up bowl of ice cream.

I put down my phone, read a book, fell asleep, missed a call from LA, woke up at 3 a.m., immediately called back, appreciated the latest evacuation plan.

So, I definitely had some perspective for my social media dilemma, and some precedence too.

It happened like this:

I once posted a kitchen dance version of the viral Beyonce’s Texas Hold ‘Em trend. I had some fun learning the dance, but regretted posting it pretty soon after. I had aimed for fun, not funny, and I think I missed my mark. Embarrassed, I took that video down.

A few weeks later, I read a quote that said God will not judge you for not being Moses, he will judge you for not being you. It resonated with me. Also, if you can’t be yourself at age 60, then you’re just wasting the privilege of age.

I am a kitchen dancer. I am also a Packer fan.

I made another dance video and intended to post it on game day — a little Go Pack Go dance, if you will.

I showed the draft to my husband and he did not seem overly impressed. He did call me brave, which is not what I intended either.

Again, I was going for fun.

So, I figured I’d better think about it some more. I saved the draft again and I went about my evening. It was meant to be a game day video anyway. I had a whole weekend to fix it.

To my horror, the video posted. I use horror here knowing it is hyperbole in light of actual horrible events occurring in the world, but I did panic later that night when I realized the video had posted.

I coped by pretending it hadn’t. I didn’t read the comments. I turned off my notifications. I stayed busy doing other things.

Three days later, I took a peek. I read and responded to the comments. I laughed at some of them and I felt really good.

So, thank you to those of you who watched the video and said nice things. And, thank you also to those of you who watched the video and didn’t say mean things. 🙂

I really, really appreciate the boost.

I’m happy to report that, despite a few missteps, I’m still a kitchen dancer and I’m still a Packer fan.

Go Pack Go!

Here’s the video, which I accidentally shared simultaneously to my Instagram and Facebook accounts. You can see it there, or here. I had a few missteps, but so did my Packers. It’s okay. We’ll both be back. Go Pack Go!