Hello Wedding Season.
I think I'm ready. I love this planning phase. I can almost see each wedding before it happens, as I make set lists and laminate printed sheets of bridal party names (with phonetic spellings of course). I picture the guests in chic, bright colors; a stunning bride in an adorable up do - with whom I have been meeting and planning all these months - and cherubic, carefree children bouncing about the bandstand. I imagine them all becoming increasingly sweaty and silly as the evening progresses, because of music we select. I am visualizing each room, each family I've come to know, the personalities, the goals we made materializing into this beautiful, perfect day...
I think there is a fine line between craving excellence and taking things too far. Sometimes during this time of year, I wake up worrying over some detail for an event that is due to occur weeks or months from now. I need to find the balance of caring a LOT, and perhaps caring too much...and losing sleep! I enjoy all of this wayyyy more than I ever planned, much more than probably necessary.
And I told friends I'd do this until my "real job" happened. But I can't quit her, that sultry wedding band temptress. Her siren song is a medley of 80s pop and current dance hits, and I am foundered by her call.