Ever have a carefully planned trip just fall apart by the time you're ready to leave?

Planned this great family trip to the mountains. Big house, big enough for the whole family. With a pool, outdoor kitchen, hot tub, stuff for the kids. Right off a lake. Everything we wanted.
Bit of a drive but most of it a nice drive.

Planned so everyone could come.
Well, the best made plans of mice and men, right?

First someone's job location changes, so the destination that would have been doable, no longer. Oh well, they'll be missed.

Date getting closer and closer. Plans being made. Things being booked and paid for.

Then someone else can't get the time off. Then another. For various reasons. You soldier on.

Now a kid has some issues and maybe that whole family can't come possibly. And I get it. It sucks and hopefully everything is all right and it's a big scare for nothing but now some people are sore and...ugh.

So 14 has dwindled down to 5 for possibly most of the trip with some cousins coming later in week.

But...it's disheartening. Money has been spent, supplies collected, menus and stuff planned for a big group.

Leave tomorrow and who knows who's going to be able to come now and what the mood will be.

Still looking forward to the escape and the time together and worried that all the planning was for naught. A big boondoggle and should have just gone to the beach like always.

Tell me I'm being a big ol bitch and to enjoy the trip and time with who comes. I know I will. Even had some hiking sticks made, bespoke, for my brother and I.

From the same piece of domestic mahogany, which barely exists anymore. Wrote a damn poem about it.

Anyway, I'm bummed tonight and was so excited earlier today. Ever had something like this happen?