Halloween 2006
Tonight is Halloween, and as I sit here, wondering if I'll get any more straggling trick-or-treaters, I'm thinking just how quickly it went by. I'm left with a lot of lost time and I lot of, "Maybe next years..." Truth be told, I was hoping to get one final article in tonight, but it looks like it might not happen. Everyone's already got their toes at the starting line for Christmas, and here I sit, in my goth princess costume, $5 richer from entering the costume contest at work. There's still full packs of Halloween Jones Soda sitting behind me, horror movies I haven't watched yet, and all the ideas I forged this year with great ambition are ready to be packed away.
This morning as I pulled onto Main Street I saw my town had already hung snowflakes from the lamp-posts along with "Season's Greetings" signs. I'm not ashamed that I screamed about every obscenity I could think of when I saw them. Halloween hasn't even wrapped up, and here comes Christmas. What keeps me sane now is the thought of how many children will excitedly unload their trick-or-treat haul onto their living room floor and find my treat bag amongst their collection. They'll peel back the skeleton sticker keeping it shut and find a tiny treasure chest filled with Great Pumpkin fruit snacks, candy, Play-Doh, stickers, a McDonald's free treat coupon, a spider ring, and even a few plastic bugs.
But then I'm sad again because I remember that this year I have to work Black Friday and break my annual tradition. Every Black Friday I'm amongst the crazy people that line up at Wal-Mart, shoving their cart through mobs of people to get the absolute best toy bargains I can. Why do I do it? Because all the super-discounted toys I buy get donated to Toys for Tots, because I feel that's the best way for me to make the most of my donation. But this year since I work online retail, I have to work Black Friday morning.... and overtime... and extra weekends over the holiday. Worth it? Not a bit.
Today I crunched my boots into dead leaves with ghost earrings dangling from my lobes. I don't want to rush into this snow-business.
This morning as I pulled onto Main Street I saw my town had already hung snowflakes from the lamp-posts along with "Season's Greetings" signs. I'm not ashamed that I screamed about every obscenity I could think of when I saw them. Halloween hasn't even wrapped up, and here comes Christmas. What keeps me sane now is the thought of how many children will excitedly unload their trick-or-treat haul onto their living room floor and find my treat bag amongst their collection. They'll peel back the skeleton sticker keeping it shut and find a tiny treasure chest filled with Great Pumpkin fruit snacks, candy, Play-Doh, stickers, a McDonald's free treat coupon, a spider ring, and even a few plastic bugs.
But then I'm sad again because I remember that this year I have to work Black Friday and break my annual tradition. Every Black Friday I'm amongst the crazy people that line up at Wal-Mart, shoving their cart through mobs of people to get the absolute best toy bargains I can. Why do I do it? Because all the super-discounted toys I buy get donated to Toys for Tots, because I feel that's the best way for me to make the most of my donation. But this year since I work online retail, I have to work Black Friday morning.... and overtime... and extra weekends over the holiday. Worth it? Not a bit.
Today I crunched my boots into dead leaves with ghost earrings dangling from my lobes. I don't want to rush into this snow-business.
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