Happy Halloween?

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Well, yes, I suppose. I had forgotten. so when the first kiddies rang the doorbell I was caught completely off guard. Oh, I knew it was coming. And from time to time I knew I should buy some candy. It just never happened. So, what was there to do? I asked the youngens to wait, went to my change jar, grabbed a handful each (too much, as I later considered, but it happens), then returned to give them each a fistful of change. Okay, after they left and I settled in, I decided that $1 in quarters, per, was about all I could do. I only had so much, then I could go to dollars, of which I only had five. Which meant I could only treat about 18 trickers. So I was hoping this year would be as light as last year. It looks like that was the case. Another group came by. I apologized for forgetting candy but they seemed to be quite grateful for money and several suggested this was the best place ever! *smile* I'm happy if the kids are good. I do enjoy them coming by. Yeah, I like kids, all of them, up to the point of doing serious bad. The little bad things? Just make me chuckle. Been there, done that. *grins*

The dishes are soaking, the laundry is finishing drying, and I will get these things done. Then my sets of push-ups and crunches, a bite to eat, my remaining rituals, then bedtime. I will do these things, and keep doing them, somehow. And I will begin doing them in a more timely manner. I don't want to be Siouxsie Sioux, who I was, but who I can be. And I think, one step at a time, on as much medicine as I can handle, and I can get there. Through the confusion, exhaustion, disinterest, black nether, spiritual and mental blindness, and anything else that might get in the way. I can do it. And I am going to force it if I have to. And I will do it one little thing at a time, built into a cohesive force of life, building on itself one small step at a time. Cheers to Siouxie Sioux, Wonder Woman, and Heidi, who have inspired me in this particular way. In more ways than one. Ungh! And you thought I disliked women!

Ah, but I have something for you adult tricker treaters. Oh, you know who it is from. But it is all I have. Such are dreams, I suppose. Nightmares of our youth? Fears in the here and now? Sometimes both. Remember, little big ones, when you were young.


Good night.