As you know, one of my fears is dying alone on a holiday. I’m past the pumpkin carving part, which is the most dangerous. There will be fire later with the jack o’lanterns, but I’m past the worst of it.
We’re getting the first snowfall of the year. The wind is blowing. Big snowflakes are falling. The maple has lost most of its leaves (they’re now in the neighbor’s yard) so there’s a broader view of the moutains. I’ve been domestic lately, baking, cooking. Last night I even carved a pumpkin alone in my kitchen. It took about an hour…. It looks fine, but I didn’t have a candle to light it. I’ll get one today.
I was double booked tonight. Another girl showed up before I left. In fairness, it is more complicated than that, but there’s no getting around the fact that it was scheduling. It felt horrible.