In the last five days, I have:

Driven 650 miles
Made and blind-baked four pie crusts
Roasted and braised a turkey
Made sides and gravy for 16
Reserved enough broth to make turkey gravy salted caramels (YES I WILL, MOTHER FUCKERS)
Waited to hear if my nephew has a brain tumor (he doesn’t, hell yes)
Hosted family overnight
Run a frankly absurd number of dishwasher loads
Hand-washed all the family china
Done an introvert-month’s worth of socializing
Invented the unit of measurement known as the introvert-month
Eaten enough carbs that I feel Confession is warranted, despite my Protestant-bordering-on-Unitarian leanings
Made my father-in-law cry

Every inch worth it. Tomorrow, I return to work, so that I may rest.