You thought you were just hosting a quiet holiday dinner for a handful of guests. Surprise! Everyone’s cousin, their cousin’s friend, and the friend’s dog decided to join. Now your home resembles a bustling hostel, with people sleeping on couches, chairs, and possibly the laundry room floor.
You juggle meal plans, distribute blankets like a one-person linen factory, and try not to step on Uncle Larry’s big toe as he snores in the hallway. Eventually, you accept the madness. After all, the more, the merrier—unless you’re the one assigned to clean the guest bathroom tomorrow.