In case you haven't noticed, I've been M.I.A. the past week. The Mister and I flew to Colorado Thursday morning and just got back Sunday afternoon to attend our officiant's wedding. The Mister was the best man, so we got in early to help them out as much as we could. And boy did we.
The lesson I took away from this weekend was that if you want to DIY a ton of stuff in the days before your wedding, you need to make sure you've got the appropriate amount of helpers to get the job done. And you need to make sure those helpers are reliable and will actually work instead of just sitting around and treating your project time like a social hour. If you can't secure the help, you need to scale your DIY plans back or else you run the risk of burning out those helpers you do have. While I was more than happy to volunteer to work (and work hard) toward making their day beautiful, I didn't just work hard...I was worked to the bone.
Case in point: The bride had asked 8 or so ladies to help out with cleaning, wiring and trimming $1100 worth of wholesale flowers, and I'd say that 80% of that work was done by me and one other girl, and we did it in one six hour marathon session. Most of the helpers didn't even show up, and one had the balls to show up four hours into the process, do about a half hour of work, then sit around for an hour and watch us work, and then leave because she "had stuff to do." The flowers were just the tip of the iceberg. My group of friends were not supposed to help out with setting up the reception, but when we arrived at the reception site to drop off the flowers two hours before the start time, they had done NOTHING and the people who were assigned to set up were (mostly) just sitting around talking. The 9 or so of us who transported the flowers kicked into hyperdrive and got.shit.done. And thank god we did, because I honestly think that they would not have gotten it done without us.
By the time the reception rolled around, I was exhausted and not in the greatest mood. Eventually I was able to relax and enjoy myself, thanks to some yummy champagne and good tunes. But when it was all said and done, the Mister and I were lying in bed and pretty much said to each other in unison that we were NOT going to do this to our friends when it's time for our wedding. Period, end of story. I'd rather let details and best laid plans fall to the wayside than put that kind of pressure and stress on our friends. It's just not worth it.