Thanksgiving is a trap.

On the one hand, it’s one of the only long weekends you get in law school, and comes after a period of intense work when you might think abandonment to the hedonistic pleasure of turkey-day are well-deserved.  Add to that the sudden realization that Christmas is breathing down your neck and everyone you know might not want coupons for ”free legal consultation redeemable in 3 years,” and you have a recipe for four law-school free days.

On the other hand, finals are a few weeks away.

Do you see the problem?

Don’t get me wrong, I love Thanksgiving.  There is nothing I enjoy more than watching football and inhaling thousands upon thousands of calories (the American Dream in action?)  However, I have the sneaking suspicion that Thanksgiving in law school represents a divide.  There are those who work through the holiday to lay the groundwork for finals, memorizing cases and creating course outlines, and there are those of us who pass out on the couch in sweatpants as the BC Eagles throttle the Miami Hurricanes (can they, one time, for me?) and then realize everything they knew about the law has been converted to fatty tissue.

Okay, maybe that’s overly dramatic.  If nothing else, I’ve been able to spend time with my family, catch up on some reading (for fun!), and eat turkey sandwiches three meals a day.

That’s something to be thankful for, at least.