Here it is. My deep dark secret. I know I will disappoint some of you. Some will despise me and never read my blog again but I must tell you the truth. I hate Halloween.
I hate everything about it. When my kids were small I dressed them up and took them out, hating it the entire time. Now that they are older I still hate it. Why? Here are some of the reasons.
My brother and his friends saw to it that I would be traumatized every Halloween by scaring me all throughout October. I would walk around in a perpetually terrified state knowing they were going to do something horrible. My adrenal glands were constantly on high alert. They told me every year that they were going to put Neet in my hair. I also hate loud noises so I hated the screechers and fire crackers. I hated going out into our rainy October nights. Once I went through a haunted house where a man in a coffin jumped out at me. I hated it because Ian J. won the prize for best costume every year. He dressed as the same robot every year. Tin foil on a cardboard box. Every year. I hate that Halloween scares animals.
So, I hate it.
PS- Please keep loving me even though I hate Halloween. It is the only holiday I hate.
So there ya go.
Not much going on. Work is work. I bought a stationary recumbent bike and have lost a few pounds. Got my insanely thick hair thinned yesterday. Today I got home earlier than normal from work and paid bills and did around-the-house stuff. Oh! The UPS man just drove by but alas, he doesn’t have a parcel for me. That’s OK. I got some new clothes delivered this morning from Amazon/Yours Clothing. I am a mid-sized woman and love the clothing from Yours Clothing. Amazon carries some of their stuff and it is so nice to have clothing that fits and that is pretty. At this point I think I am starting to realize that I will always be a fat woman. Call it genetics (though I am one of the smallest women in my family), call it laziness (though I work my ass off at work), call it an unhealthy diet, I am no longer a size 6. Maybe I just have to accept that being a size 14/16 is not the end of the world.
Norbert has been super kind this last week or so. My husband has been away in Ontario so Norbert has to resort to using me as a warm lap. He also knows that I will put the tub in drip and the fireplace on. He is even a little grateful! Go figure.