And I would have gotten away with it, too, if it wasn’t for those meddling kids!

Ah, Hallowe’en. The most wonderful time of the year. The time when I run around trying to put together no fewer than three costumes EVERY SINGLE YEAR. But no, not this year. This year is easy. One party. One. No separate costume for work, because I now work from home. No costume for answering the door, because I’ll be at the aforementioned party. And the Taxi party? I always find out the theme so late that I’m just not even going to worry about it yet.

Except…

Erica hired me to sew her costume. I didn’t have to come up with the idea or anything, so that makes it much easier. And my own costume, rather than being some painstaking recreation, is merely an interpretation of this year’s party theme. Great. Cool. So okay, two costumes. Two isn’t bad. Oh, wait, Daniel told me the theme for the Taxi party. In plenty of time to prepare. Dagnabbit. Well wait, that’s awesome, Megan and I will FINALLY bring to fruition the costume that we jointly started, what, two years ago? Awesome. Three costumes. And now Megan tells me about the annual costume party being held at the office where I’m about to start contracting. For which I will need another costume, because the Taxi costume isn’t really office-appropriate, and The Party costume is a seekrit until Hallowe’en night! So that’s right, I’m now creating FOUR costumes. The first of these parties is three weeks from tomorrow, and I’ll be contracting full-time in a matter of days. Time to do some rummaging in the depths of the costume closet, where old costumes go to be undead! Spoooooky!