— 08:03 —
I am so not where I really want to be mentally. I feel so frazzled. I haven’t much time to think things through. I struggle to remember things I’ve tried to keep note of.
— 22:21 —
Earlier, Ashlee sent me a few photos from the kids’ first Halloween, in 2021. I know she was probably reminiscing and thinking in terms of it having been their first, how little they were, how cute they were, etc. Sadly, I went to the negative side, and remembered it being a bust. There was a nice aspect of it, in that we walked around town in Paris, but we didn’t get anything. There wasn’t anyone else on the streets, there weren’t any open doors or porch lights; there was nothing. And us being the type of people we are, we didn’t just venture up to someone’s door and knock; we played it by the way we had been accustomed–only approach houses that appear open and welcoming, or at least have someone sitting there. And there was nobody. We weren’t the only ones that experienced this, and Paris wasn’t the only place this happened; I remember Ashlee reading random posts of people in Georgetown experiencing the same. Either the previous year’s COVID scare or that year’s dismal weather–or a combination of the two–kept people from handing out candy and being sociable. It sucked.
Thankfully, by 2022, things had changed, and the kids got to experience trick-or-treating the way it should be, in Cynthiana.