My mom is a master of organization and an expert list-maker.
I recognize that writing this post and publishing the photo below means I am publicly admitting I'm turning into her.
I'm okay with that. As long as I can continue to keep my house a little less clean than hers, that is.
So, here goes. This is my attempt to keep Thanksgiving cooking stress at a minimum while still getting dinner on the table at 2:00ish. I'll have to report back on its effectiveness in a few days.