I know what I am *not* going to be when I grow up.
Throwing a party for me usually means making some nibbles, stocking up on good booze, maybe putting some decorations up if there's a funny theme. But this party is out in the woods, and there are things that need to be brought in: music, food, decorations, activities, permits. The worst part of it is, even though I have some idea of what it will look like and I really don't care about a lot of the little details, I'm being jinxed at several steps.
What do you do when a vendor doesn't call you back? Or agreed to do it but then just plain forgot? Or changed the terms? Or requires some obscure form of insurance? Or is closed at some ridiculous hour on the party day?
I'm trying, really honestly trying, to roll with it and set up alternate strategies at every turn. I'm starting to feel like a project manager, a circus ringleader, and a mob boss all at once. I have to admit tho that as soon as this is over, I'm going back to mellow houseparties where I can just buy cookies and mini-quiches, brew some beer, and have a good laugh. I really do appreciate those who have offered to help, those who have come through with blinding efficiency and inspiration, and those who have just listened to me rant about what is becoming a part-time job (not by my choice).
* party == wedding. Why are there so many social pressures around this? I'm trying to be all mellow about it and they won't freakin' LET me.