Thanksgiving is Soon!

And my plans aren't...quite...finalized. 

Of course, they aren't my plans to be making, as my mom invited me and my other-half over for dinner, and to have me help her cook.

I was excited! I've never cooked Thanksgiving before, and since I do enjoy cooking, I was looking forward to it.
Until I realized that it was the beginning of the month, and it was just a "come and we'll cook and then there will be a regular Thanksgiving dinner" kind of plan.

That's not the right kind of plan!
Things were going on sale, and a turkey needed to be found (from what I understand, they get scarce), and all I knew was "food", not what food!

I was freaking out.

I made a list, in the middle of the night, of all the things you would expect to have, I found recipes and instructions on how to do a turkey, plus a good brine recipe. I figured the size, how long to thaw, and how long to cook.
The next morning, I emailed my mom if she had made her list yet. She said no, so I sent her mine - of course I made a simple list, as I'm not sure the scope of my mom's kitchen supplies - to which she said "oh no, I want to make everything from scratch".

My response was "lolwut?"But seriously, I was so confused! From scratch takes even more planning and shopping!

All of this happened about a week ago.

It wasn't until this past Tuesday evening that she started on her shopping list. The shopping trip will not be until this weekend (I hope!).
And all I know is I'm making deviled eggs.

We had a whole discussion of the rest of my mom's side of the family maybe showing up, as she was talking with her sister and her mom, who were going back and forth - were they coming, were they not.
It wasn't until Tuesday evening that it was decided that no, they are not.

It's late in the game! It's Thanksgiving too soon!And it's not even my holiday to worry about. I'm just helping!
Heck, I may not even get to go! With the husband's job, he still has to work Thursday. More than likely not a full day, but as we only have one vehicle, I have to wait until he is off work before we can head over to my mom's house (who lives across town).

I'm worrying about something that's not even mine to worry about. And that bugs me. Because I know I shouldn't be worrying. My mom is capable. She knows what she doesn't have in her kitchen. She still has yet to get a roasting pan, but hopefully one can be procured.
I haven't, however, mentioned that she has yet to say anything about what is for dessert, but I'm hoping she has that figured out!

*Deep Breath*
It's not mine to worry about. I have to let it go, and hope for the best. If it turns out awesome, amazing. If I don't get to go, oh well. If it turns out so/so, there's always macaroni and cheese when we get back home (which we did last year after dinner at my grandma's!).
It's going to be OK. It really is. 

Do you get anxious around the Holidays? Are you the Holiday plan-maker, or are you the go with everyone else kind of person?

~Havok