It's 22 days till the wedding and I think I've hit "the zone" where you feel like a duck in the rain: all the bad stuff just kinda rolls off your back and doesn't faze you at all. Or maybe this is the calm before a total breakdown!! LOL Last nite on our way to the phtotgrapher consult at our location (FI's home), my DD tells me that the BM may have to step down because his mother's cancer has worsened and the doctors only give her a short time yet to live. Sad for them...but I can deal. Then part two came as one of the other gm STILL hasn't gone to the shop to order his suit! Argh! So now we are doing several scenerios of inviting someone else in as a gm; not replacing the BM and giving his suit to the deadbeat gm....blah, blah, blah. *sigh* I can deal..... THEN, we arrive at FI home to find utter chaos!! In the spring, the FIL's decide that the garage is ugly and small, so they are going to build a carriage house (2-car garage w/ a space for a "man cave"). Fine. However, this stupid thing didn't even START construction until a month ago!! I knew this was going to happen. I had told them a new garage wasn't necessary and besides the mess it would make. So here we are, 22 days away from the outdoor wedding and there are piles of junk, sand, stones, etc everywhere....not to mention the large equipment chewing into the yard! ugh. I just tried to recite my mantra...I can deal...I can deal....and just concentrate on the photog consult. I feel frighteningly calm this morning. Just waiting for the impending breakdown....LOL!