So this week I am anxiously engaged in getting a BABY SHOWER together.
This is a lot of pressure. In a good way of course.
See, in my former life (I have several of those, did you know?) I was a party planner.
I know. I know.
But seriously, one of my main jobs when I worked for a little performing arts center in Wisconsin was "event planner."
Dude. I HATED that job.
Here's why: I am not a good event planner.
I got good at it, but that is beside the point.
I am not a good event planner because I stress and stress and stress. And it is my life's mission to AVOID stressful situations.
Fight or flight? I choose flight 99% of the time.
Well, I would stress and plan, and work and stress and not sleep and stress.
And then in 4-6 hours (depending on the event) it was over.
Then I was forced to start immediately on the POST-event stuff, like thank you cards and follow-up reports.
BLAH BLAH BLAH.
None of it was really "fun," which is, in reality, antithetical to PARTY PLANNING.
Did I ever tell you about the Bridal Fair I did WITH food poisoning?
No? I'll spare you.
SO, now I am party planning a baby shower, and to my IMMENSE surprise, I am enjoying myself.
Turns out, party planning on a small scale is 1. Fun and 2. Easy.
So, come Wednesday, I'll be thrilled to be celebrating my sister's upcoming arrival and NOT stressed about thank you cards or follow-up reports, because those are HER job.