Holidays

I'm already sick of the holidays, and they aren't even here yet!!
As I've said many times before, I'm claustrophobic and don't like crowds.
Well, Thursday were doing Thanksgiving/Christmas with my Grandparents that live up the street from us. Were doing Christmas now, because my aunt that lives in Florida has to work over Christmas, but has Thanksgiving off. We sat down last night trying to figure out the schematics of how the kitchen had to be set up to fit everyone. Then we had to count out who all was going to be there so that we made sure to get enough chairs. Last count was 22. I panicked.
Then, when I was telling my husband this (when he woke me up at 3 am to tell me he was home), he told me that there would be at least 15 at his mom's place that night for Thanksgiving dinner. I freaked out even more. The difference lies in space size and escape options. At my grandparent's house, if I get overwhelmed I can just go into a different room, as I'm sure there will be plenty of space, since their house is pretty big. My mother in law lives in an apartment that she has packed full of canned goods, dehydrated food, and whatnot (she's one of those that thinks the world will end in our lifetime and she plans to be the only one prepared). Even if she puts all of that stuff into the bedroom and closet, there still won't be enough space for all those people, and my escape routes will be blocked.
So I cry a single tear and feel sorry for myself.