I am so deep in Ball stuff right now I can barely see straight. I dream of invitations, programs, step&repeats and speeches. I stress over details no one else will ever notice or think about. I’m currently so tired from staring at a Tri-Fold raffle ticket display piece…that my eyeballs may just squeeze out of my head.
Do eyeballs squeeze out of one’s head? …maybe. Mine may be the first.
I thought I had escaped gowns and dinner choices when my wedding reception ended.
One more week of crazy stress and I will be back. Back to being a working momma with a side business. No more fancy, formal ball committee until next year.
So. Deep. In. Balls.