But by far, the biggest waste of time and money...had to go out of my way to stop by Target Friday afternoon (when I should have been putting the finishing touches on my costume) and stock up on candy for the wandering mob of trick-or-treaters we were expecting to stop by. I must have blown at least $30 and 30 minutes desperately seeking and outgrabbing all the other last minute shoppers, what candy was left in the seasonal department.
After all that hassle, we had ONE trick-or-treater, who wasn't even wearing a costume -- the poor thing -- who came by far too early, before dusk even, while I was still sitting in my robe, finishing up my dinner. We were totally unprepared at that point, and by the time we made ourselves decent enough to open the door, he was gone.
All this candy...for nothing!
This is what is left even after John has gorged himself past the point of contentment. Oddly enough, I made a point of not getting candy I would be overly tempted to eat myself, so... WTF am I going to do with it? Hmmm. Guess I'll take it to work like most other people and make everybody there fat. I just have to wonder WHY nobody came trick-or-treating on our block?
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Well I only had 8 or so of them... or so I'm told... I didn't even get to see them because someone else answered the door! BOO!!!
I guess that was one nice thing about living in the burbs... we had loads of trick-or-treaters!
FYI... My mountains of candy are now in the office kitchen!
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