Last night Janet and I dragged the kids to Bourne End Village Hall, to help us move tables and chairs. It's a delightful little hall with white washed walls and dark oak beams. It is quite unique in its style as for most village halls or community centres they are linked to other buildings or are on a High Street. Not Bourne End. It is a lovely simple detached building with a flight of stairs leading to a patio area. This leads to double french door, what we will use as our main entrance. Once through the doors you enter the long hall, immediately to your left is the kitchen.
We had to move dozens of chairs and tables to open the trap door that leads down to the cellar. And it was nearly dark. Very creepy, but we sent Ellen and Joe down to find the light switch. Unfortunatley for us, all the round table tops are stored in the cellar along with the nice chairs. So one after another we lugged the heavy table tops up the stairs.
After two hours, two bad backs, one aching arm, and a headache... Janet, myself and three bored kids had aggreed on our table layout and thankfully we are, able to sit our 106 guests. Hopefully they won't be too squashed in. It did'nt take to long to get all the tables back into the cellar. I hope with the help of Doug and Mark on the night, we will have them set up and cleared away in no time.
When you look at the before and after photos of the hall, I am sure you'll be amazed. The before photo, shows a plain hall, the after photo will be a room filled with colours and lights.
Prepare to be amazed........
Karen x x
Next week, I am off to my Doctors for my first installment of inoculations. I feel ill at the thought.
karen x
We are well underway. Tickets sold, provisions purchased, table cloths yet to be make. Food ordered. Venue still a problem. We have called and left various messages for the lady who manages the venue and we are still yet to speak with her about our concerns. Janet is going to her house tonight. Hopefully we will know more later.
I still need to order my saree........
As I sit here today, I feel as though my life is whizzing by at such speed. I'm spinning so many plates that I am beginning to procrastinate about the overwhelming 'TO DO' list I now live by.
2011 was always going to be a busy year. My first year at uni. Ellen's final year at secondary school,. GCSE exams, prom, college applications. Both my daughters have milestone birthdays. Abbey is 13 in March and Ellen is 16 in August. I also have a milestone birthday as I will be turning 21 (lol, not really, I wish). FORTY when did that happen........................ Abbeys is having a party, I am also having a party. I am off to Spain for five days with my school friends and India for a month, Doug's hoping to take the girls to Dubai. I have assignments, presentations and a six week school placement to complete too. I have a fundraising evening to organise and a sponsored silence and saree evening to prepare for. I also have things like inoculations, visas, passport and travel itinerary to plan. AND I haven't even begun thinking about my wardrobe for all these events. I could cope more if all these events were equally spaced over the year but there not. Apart from Ellen's actual birthday all of these things are taking place in between March and the beginning of July. I feel as if I would benefit from my own personal secretary.
But hey! I got myself into all this and I will be the one digging myself out. I would like to be optimistic and say, next year will be a quieter one. But I very much doubt that. Life is for living and I still have so much more I want to achieve. I am not, and have never been a person who just plods along. I need a goal, a aim, a focus. I need something to excite me and something to get me up in the morning. I look at women who don't do anything apart from look after their kids and homes and I cringe. Some women love it, but its not for me.
