I had my porch decorated, my scurrry sounds blastin and a mess load of candy ready to hand out. I was so shocked by the low turnout of trick or treaters and also of the neighbors, who had these elaborate decorations out for weeks prior, who turned them off and did not hand out candy.
I was so over it by 8ish, that I dumped the rest of my loot into this one families buckets and said g'Night. LOL, we turned off our lights and just giggled and had fun outside with some neighbors up the way.
I was not feeling well Friday afternoon, but had some "festivities" anyway that night. I got real ill late that night. Come Saturday, I was sick and was thinking, hangover, but that ended up not being it. I stayed in bed all day Saturday and Sunday and still do not feel completely better.
I was running fever and was useless to anyone.
Scott, he is the best, but could not or would not take, no thankya for an answer. It was "do you want something?" "how about this?", "That?", "you ready for summin now?"
God lovem, I hated to get all angsty on him, but damnnnnn, I was ready to hurl and so NO, I did not want anything.
Today, I have so much to do that I CAN'T be ill another moment.