All HallOLD's Eve

So today is the first day I have ever woken up NOT  excited for a holiday.  

I believe this officially marks the time when a persons little kid inside dies.  Sad for me.  I love to be a kid.  I love holidays, almost to a fault. 

However this morning, I woke up dreading that it was Halloween and I had to go to school and be pleasant.  I hated that the kids would be so wild and excited.  I loathed having to get dressed-up. 

Then it was time to go hand out candy.  I couldn't stay at home because Velo wanted to and someone needed to hand out at Grandma's.  I wanted Mole to take Foosa trick-or-treating.  Mole loves this kind of thing and could really use some happiness in her life.  

None of it was bad.  It just wanted good either.  That's the disappointing part.  It used to be good just because it was a holiday.  And now....it's just something else to do.  Something that I have to take care of.  Something that I need to spend time and money on. One more to do. 

There were, in hind sight, a few highlights.  

The children were darling.

I saw one of my students from last year trick-or-treating in my neighborhood.

We went to the graves today.

There, no one can say I didn't try to look for the silver linings. 

What kind of things make you feel old? 

Do you like the holidays? What's your favorite part? What do you dread?

Extra, Extra

So I actually have all these different ideas and dealing I am writing about now. They are all just in draft mode because sometimes I feel like I should be posting perfect articles. Things that would make my journalism teacher Ms. Baird proud. I'll try to remember I'm not going to win any awards for these and that they are really just to get my thoughts out. Let's see if I can remember that long enough to get something published soon.