In tough times like these, it’s not always easy to conjure what we’re grateful for, but it is precisely in times like these that we must focus on just that in order to have a fighting chance at happiness. At the end of every day lately, I’ve forced myself to write down three things that went well that day, and it really helps. This year, that includes my wonderful family, who I rely on hugely and who never let me down. Especially my mother Eve, who every day shows me how to age with grace, humor, and irreverence. I’m grateful for my good friends—especially those who I’d lost touch with but who re-entered my life this year via Zoom during quarantine—and for a Biden victory, and for my peerless dog Mister. I’m grateful for being single again, interestingly enough, and for having myself to myself again. I’m grateful for the vaccine. I’m grateful for my podcast, and to my partner and friend Tally for reaching out to me to do it with her. And I’m endlessly grateful to all of you, and the tremendously giving and supportive community you’ve made yourselves a part of here. Tomorrow is going to be a strange day for a lot of us, with the holiday not going down like it typically does (I’ll be seeing my brothers—with whom I’ve been podding for a while—but my mom is sitting this one out) but we will get through this weirdness. I’ll be back here tomorrow with a rundown of the best of Black Friday, so see you then.