It’s the day before Thanksgiving, which means the whole world smells faintly of pie crust and panic. The lists are long, the stores are crowded, and your family group chat has hit that point where everyone’s feelings start to sparkle like faulty Christmas lights.

The holidays have a way of arriving early, like that friend who shows up before you’ve had time to vacuum. Somewhere between Halloween candy and the first whiff of cinnamon pinecones, your brain decides it’s showtime.

There comes a time—usually somewhere between the last frantic work email and the moment your cat decides to leap onto your laptop—when you realize the day has overstayed its welcome. You’ve survived the meetings, the deadlines, the traffic, the existential crises. Now what?