Rain and unraked leaves on the front lawn.
Cheap Wine Rack white wine.
Overcooked butterball, gluey instant potatoes and a pumpkin pie from Walmart.
Hick relatives you see annually.
Half-broken Christmas lights still up from last year that we just plugged in again.
Starting counting down the minute everyone arrives.
How long until the election results become an argument?
How long until they finally leave and you decide again this is the last year doing this with them?