Obsessed With The Details

I've recently determined that I may have missed my calling.

Ok, maybe not my TRUE calling, but A calling, nonetheless.

Being a part of a wedding party seems to have brought my inner party planner and barely suppressed obsessive/compulsive self to the surface.  

First, it was the shower.  Fun, but the shared responsibility helped to keep my detail-oriented party planning geek under wraps. 

Then came the enviable solo planning job of the send-off party for the bride - a bachelorette party, if you will.  No longer will the geek be held back!

I had no idea how much I would enjoy doing this.  Maybe my housefrau/school marm status has caught up with me?  Maybe I need to plan more within my own day?  I really don't know, but I am caught up in a whirlwind of planning bliss that will culminate in a 2-day spa and food retreat at the end of this month!

Now, if I could just change modern attitudes toward responding to invitations, I could stop hand-wringing over the whole event.