Perspective. There. I said it. And you might need some right about now.
There is such a thing as good enough.
Nobody is perfect.
Take a deep breath. Take several deep breaths.
Everything will work out. If it doesn't, you'll have some great stories to tell in years to come.
Though right now my car is telling me my tire pressure is low when it really isn't. And my shoulder/neck is singing me a painful song. And I still have presents to wrap. And I have desert to make (this year I'm celebrating the Julia way. Queen of Sheba Cake and Apple Tart.) and Golden Crescent Rolls to create. I will not panic. It will get done. I will maintain perspective.