Whew!

Every once in a while, all the stars align with the planets and all the round pegs fall neatly into round holes, and stuff works. Last night was the culmination of months of planning by my spectacular committee on a reception for 200+ young professionals following a huge, community Holocaust commemmoration event. We'd put out the last-minute fires (chief among these was the discovery on Thursday afternoon that only half the necessary quantity of alcohol had been received), taken it on faith that almost everyone who RSVPed would actually show, and held our collective breath in the hope that things would flow smoothly.

And they did! They really did! The room was packed, the food was great, the booze was more than enough, and the energy was infectious. Once I'd made my way through the room a couple of times to shake hands and schmooze and introduce people to one another (and play yenta a bit), I was able to sit down with Steve and other friends (and my parents, who are young and professional at heart) and just enjoy the buzz. I'm still a-glow with the satisfaction of a job well done, though I doubt I'll ever again have as wonderful a planning committee with which to work.

Perhaps by tomorrow I'll be back to blogging about things edgy or insightful. For now, though, I'm just trying to dig out from the pre-event piles and come down from my adrenaline high.

Comments

[Julia]

Yes, post-event highs are the best! Congrats!

Julia