So, this time in three weeks, April and I will be officially wed. I still can’t really understand how I’ve managed to convince her this is a good idea, but she seems happy enough to go along with it so who am I to complain?
Anyway, in the spirit of getting through those (seemingly never-ending) little tasks and applying the finishing touches to the planning process, I’ve been sat down for the last hour taking a first stab at the seating plan for the wedding breakfast (that’s “t’posh dinner wi’ t’speeches”, for those who don’t know the wedding lingo).
Now anyone who has ever been to a wedding will probably recollect the excitement at seeing the seating plan and finding out who you’re about the spend the next 3 hours talking to and dining with. Hoping that it’s people you already know and get along with. Or praying that, if you’re sat with strangers, they are good social folk who you can strike an immediate rapport up with. I think we’ve all felt that sinking feeling too, the one when you find out you’re about to go through a painful ordeal sat with that annoying couple that nobody likes (glad there’s none of those at OUR wedding!).
Being responsible for assembling a seating plan is a much tougher challenge than I anticipated, though I’m kind of enjoying it in a mischievous way. I’ve already arranged a few tables where the balance can be described as ‘volatile’ at best, but I know April will make me change these as soon as she sees it. For the most part though, I am taking it very, very seriously.
I already called one friend (who shall remain nameless…but you know who you are) who told me in no uncertain terms who she (or he) definitely did NOT want to be sat with, and who she (or he) really DID want to be sat with. As a one-off, I will respect her (or his) requests, but imagine if I tried to accommodate everybody’s personal preferences. It would be a nightmare.
I guess what I’m trying to say, through this rather pointless posting, is that I’m realising I’m in a scenario where I want everyone to be happy, but where I’m undoubtedly going to piss people off. It’s just not possible to satisfy everyone in this situation, which is a very frustrating notion for someone like me, who aims to please. I imagine it will be almost unbearable for April, who is all about trying to keep absolutely everybody happy, 100% of the time. I’ve told her it’s impossible, but I think she’ll find a way. After all, she’s smarter than me.
By the way, if any of our wedding guests are brave enough to express their table / seating preferences in the comments section of this post, I’ll reward your courage by seriously considering it.