I love this part.
Brisket? Chicken? Both? What kind of bread? Oh, and sides! Don't think about dessert yet. I'll browse known and unknown recipes, thinking about what works together and what sounds fun to make.
I never used to do this. I remember the first Thanksgiving I hosted at our house. I was a wreck. I made Mom come in two days early to help me figure out what I was doing. I had the wrong kind of cornbread for the dressing, and I don't know how anything was actually finished in time to eat it. I think that was about 7 years ago. I've gotten a little better since then, I hope.
The cooking is fun. I like that part. But the planning? THAT part I love -- I'll make lists of what and when and what gets done first and I'll gradually filter that down from the 6 days (there are 6 days!) to three days, to the day of... complete with what time each thing goes in the oven and what bowl it will be in on the table. Why yes, I'm slightly OCD, why do you ask?
I have no idea if anyone else does this. I have no idea if anyone else would think this is weird or wonder how I can consider this fun. I think it satisfies two parts of my brain -- the planner/organizer part, and the nurturer who wants to take care of people. And I love it when a plan comes together. I'll let you know when this one does.