A friend suggested I go to a dancing class. So I went there with her sister. After about a month, I relaxed and stopped being shy. I noticed that I began to dance better. And at one lesson even the teacher praised me — I was so happy! Apparently, I was too happy. Toward the end of the class I felt a terrible pain in my lower back, I couldn’t even walk home. Turned out I had a hernia recurrence. After the operation, I had to spend a couple of weeks lying down. So, I went dancing, but spent a lot of money on the operation.2 My husband gave me a shower gel for my birthday. I didn’t show it to him,
but I got really offended, because we had no money problems. I checked that his company was okay, and we had enough money in our bank account so that he could buy me at,