“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”

My morning started late, nearly in the afternoon. It was close to 11:30 when I woke up. It was close to 3:30 when I went to sleep so 11:30 isn’t untoward. Henry is already upstairs having his first nap. He went out several times last night starting around one so the poor baby is tired.

Today is windy. It is also bright and 72˚. I like the weather we’re having. The days are sunny and warm, and the nights are cool for sleeping, down to the high 50’s.

My house has become my Fortress of Solitude. I only go out if I need a couple of groceries or animal food or I have to go to the dump, an inevitable trip. Everything else is delivered. I keep a set of outdoor clothes down here so I can quickly change to go out and quickly change when I come back again. Yesterday was Agway. Three bags full.

Today I don’t have to go anywhere. I need to fill the bird feeders again, and I want to organize the Christmas gifts piled both in my bedroom and in a giant plastic container in the eaves. I keep putting that task on my list and keep avoiding it. That I don’t have enough Christmas bags is my latest excuse. It is feeble.

When I was a kid, plans for Halloween started in September. Every idea was for something homemade. Back then, bought costumes were usually one piece and tied at the back. The costume fronts were imprinted with an outline of an outfit, like what a princess might wear. The masks were plastic and held on by a single elastic from side to side. They made you sweat. I didn’t wear one. I had a make-up artist, my mother. When she was through, we were painted ladies with exaggerated lipstick and rouge. But when I got older, I didn’t wear the make-up. I went for costumes like cowgirl when I wore a Lone Ranger type mask or ghost with a sheet over me. We carried paper bags, Halloween paper bags, with handles. Sometimes my bag got so heavy I couldn’t carry it by the handles or it would tear. Instead, I carried it like books or a baby. I never had a single bag rip. I knew my priorities.

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2 Comments on ““I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.””

  1. Birgit Says:

    Unfortunately it wasn’t a cozy day at home today. Not Halloween but another evacuation, again a remnant of WWII was found in the ground and nearly 4000 people had to leave this area. Not really a surprise in this region but it’s more fun in summer and without corona. 1 a.m. , back home now, safe and tired. Music tomorrow.

    • katry Says:

      Wow, I didn’t realize how finding WWII armaments was still happening though I shouldn’t be too surprised. I think in the beginning it would be sort of fun, maybe a quick party, but I can understand it would get tiresome especially late at night.

      Nothing happening around here!

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