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Dec. 7th, 2008 10:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alt_luciusOver breakfast this morning, Narcissa expressed agitation over the final organisation for the St Mungo's gala. There are two musical sets to co-ordinate - one for the string orchestra and one for Solstice Night, who have agreed to play - all the refreshments being laid in, and more auction items are arriving each day. She told me that she was tempted to install herself in Kensington for the week simply because staying at the Manor is proving difficult. Too many decisions require her personal attention and she cannot be constantly popping back and forth.
When I asked why she did not go ahead and do so, she fretted about being able to keep up with preparations here. I knew she has been driving herself trying to ensure that all is perfect for Draco's return, but I had not realised until this morning how the strain of these two events back-to-back has been distressing her.
I proposed a solution, albeit not perhaps a perfect one. If she will leave me with a list of everything she needs accomplished in the next two weeks, I will see to it that things do not fall behind while she concentrates on the benefit. (It shall have to be a detailed list - she knows from experience that I am not ideally suited to plan entertainment, nor do I have her mind for anticipating the needs of a hostess.) Then she shall have six days afterward to put the final touches on our humble gathering before Draco comes home and the guests descend. (With any luck, she shall not then have to repair anything I have done incorrectly, either.)
As much as I dislike tasks for which I am not equipped, she was so relieved by my offer that I wished I had thought to make it sooner. It will mean a little rearranging of my timetables for the next week, but that is a small price to pay to ease her mind. I have promised to lunch with her throughout the week, both so that she shall not feel alone and rattling in all of Kensington, and to ensure that our Christmas party will still bear the stamp of her particular skills.
When I asked why she did not go ahead and do so, she fretted about being able to keep up with preparations here. I knew she has been driving herself trying to ensure that all is perfect for Draco's return, but I had not realised until this morning how the strain of these two events back-to-back has been distressing her.
I proposed a solution, albeit not perhaps a perfect one. If she will leave me with a list of everything she needs accomplished in the next two weeks, I will see to it that things do not fall behind while she concentrates on the benefit. (It shall have to be a detailed list - she knows from experience that I am not ideally suited to plan entertainment, nor do I have her mind for anticipating the needs of a hostess.) Then she shall have six days afterward to put the final touches on our humble gathering before Draco comes home and the guests descend. (With any luck, she shall not then have to repair anything I have done incorrectly, either.)
As much as I dislike tasks for which I am not equipped, she was so relieved by my offer that I wished I had thought to make it sooner. It will mean a little rearranging of my timetables for the next week, but that is a small price to pay to ease her mind. I have promised to lunch with her throughout the week, both so that she shall not feel alone and rattling in all of Kensington, and to ensure that our Christmas party will still bear the stamp of her particular skills.