Coulda, Woulda, Shoulda

Well, I just got back a little while ago from my International Food Festival. It was IN-sane. It was by far the biggest event I have ever planned entirely by myself. We had around 150 people in attendance, and we had to turn about 50 people away at the door. There was so much food and it all looked so wonderful, and then WHAM... gone.

I have really mixed feelings about how the whole event went. I know that I personally invested a huge amount of effort and planning into the event, and yet still there were things I wish I could have known. I would say that 90% of the people in attendance got enough to eat and were happy, but the 10% at the end probably did not. Some asked for their money back because the food was all gone. I just really wanted people to enjoy themselves and feel satisfied, but there was just too many people. I should have sold fewer tickets, but it was so hard to predict how quickly the food would go. I know hindsight is 20/20, but it is still hard to not beat myself up about it.

The good news, however, is that we raised at least £250, which is almost $500 for Action Against Hunger! That is definitely the best part of the night. It will be great to call them up tomorrow and tell them the good news. This is a lot of money for them.

For now, however, I need to stop beating myself up for not being psychic.