It is now officially time
Time to count down
It is now T minus 5 days until (12)’s birthday party
So let’s examine where we stand on the party preparations, shall we?
The hubby and I have been running around like chickens with our heads cut off, trying to get all this shit done. The magnitude of this party has become unbelievable. We have 4 dozen balloons ordered and scheduled to be picked up about 2 hours before the party starts. We have tables and chairs ordered to be picked up the morning of the party. We have all the decorations purchased in the brightest colors imaginable. We ordered her “Happy Birthday” banner, purchased the bubble machine, bought some of the food, purchased buffet food warmers, and all of the supplies that I need to make her cake. We have converted our RV parking area to a dog run so that we can open our backyard up to the large group of rowdy people that will be here on party night. I have spent the last 4 days compiling 5 and a half hours worth of music of her choosing, so that I could put a playlist together for the night. We have done all the window shopping and have picked out a sound system, laser lighting and the strobe light that we need.
So you may wonder, what is there left to do? I asked myself that same damn question You know what I discovered? There is still a shit ton to do!
We have to put in the dog door and set up the 14 foot trampoline. Wednesday and Thursday will be spent cleaning. Thursday night we need to buy the rest of the food, the sound system, the laser lighting and the strobe. Friday I will be baking the cake (which will take all day) and get my nails done in the evening. I also need to make the beans. Friday night we will set up the lighting. Saturday we will get an early start moving furniture and going to pick up the tables and chairs that we rented. We also have to pick up the banner, the balloons and cook all the food.
I am not going to complain because I am thankful that I am able to throw this kind of a party for my daughter.
All I am going to say is that I am tired. I am so tired, that my tired is tired (if it wasn’t possible before, it is now).
I am counting down the minutes until my life will return to normal.
“Normal”, at least my normal, seems like such a distant memory that I’m not even sure what that is.
And so I figured that once this party was over that things would slowly return to what I consider to be “the norm” around my house.
That was until I got an email…….