Why does this happen to me

So, through a rapid chain of decisions which I don't entirely understand, I've become in charge of the creation of the altars for the Peabody's Dia de los Muertos celebration.

In fact there are seven of us students making the altars, but since I'm the paid assistant and they're full time students, I'm the leader. Is this terrifying? Yes. But I do think it's about the most perfect thing I could get signed up for. In fact, the epilogue of Bodies in Flight features a Dia de los Muertos altar. What better way to get inspired? I have some confidence this will go well, especially since the Museum has tons of materials and we're enlisting the aid of the Harvard University Mexican Association. But my goodness, the phrase "break up into small groups" sends shivers down my spine.

Again, basically I'm being paid to string up a room with candles, skeletons, and colorful paper. Pretty good deal. I would love, love, love to be helping this. Not necessarily leading it. Eep. O_O