Time to retire my sandals

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People dressed up for a snow storm. Snowflake prints, fluffy hoods. Boots, ankle and knee high. Cold wind pushing along the fallen leaves.

And here I am, trying to prolong the use of my favourite sandals.

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At least there are women in cardigans, children walking to school without their jackets, sunglasses, bare legs, harem trousers, people lingering in no rush, short sleeve shirts, car windows open. My shoulders don’t feel as lonely now.

I have warm arms, a warm middle and a belly full of warm tea, while the podcast Accused is playing from my phone. Waiting for James while I people watch and write. A few of my favourite things.

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Halloween: Kids vs Adults

 

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What’s scarier than mental health problems, ay?! I’ve had an awful couple of days and so much in me wants to give up everything I’ve tried so hard at for the last two months. I want bed and YouTube.

But I refuse to do that. There’s nothing in me that’s interesting to blog about today but I am here, I am typing and I am trying, and the photos will be awful quality from my phone, my writing won’t be my best but at least I am doing it. I’m keeping some routine while my brain feels completely uprooted.

So I thought I’d talk about my Halloween today – in comparison to my little brother and nephews day, who are aged 3 and 2.

Kids Halloween:

They went to a spooky farm in the day, which my mum and sister thought would be fun and harmless. Little did they know that it’ll be petrifying. They still had fun, but there were tears, and from the video they sent me sounds like the tears are from the adults.

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They aren’t mentally scarred, don’t worry. Then they came home, took off their costumes like they were on fire or something, and ate sweets, watched cartoons and painted pumpkins.

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Adults (with no children) Halloween:

I on the other hand had a far less scary day. Drank tea and coffee, watched Gone Girl, sorted out Christmas presents (because that always cheers me up), caught a spider that ran across my bed and put him under a glass (that was pretty scary to be fair), ate sweets, painted with the boys and chilled.

I also hid when trick or treaters came to the door – can any situation be any more awkward? My mum was helping my little brother on the loo, to give you more detail than you need, so I kind of had to do it, but I ran away and luckily my mum got there in time. I’m not scared of the monster costumes, I’m scared of the human interaction. Can any other holiday put you in this many intrusive and awkward situations? Santa doesn’t come knocking, elf’s and reindeer don’t jump out at you. Even if you don’t want to, you have no choice but to join in. I do like the fireworks though, I’m watching them through my window as I type. Anyway, that’s my day so far.

No plans to go out. Was meant to have a Halloween night in with friends but work commitments had to change that. Instead I’m going to my boyfriends house, we are going to drink red wine, light some sparklers and watch the latest season of American Horror Story. Not all at once. That’s dangerous.

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That’s all anyway, I need to leave now. Have a good Halloween evening!

 

RIP Pumpkin

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My boyfriends face is now caved in and mouldy. I expected it, these things don’t last long, blink and it’s over, but at least I have the oh so sweet memories. I don’t regret one moment of our time together. It was something special. Time flies when you’re having fun. Best of all I didn’t expect how good it was going to be, which makes this goodbye even more painful.

Oh, I’m talking about this pumpkin of his face, I should have mentioned that.

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You may be rotting into penicillin but my heart will never be healed.

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On the bright side of things, I still have perfectly healthy pumpkins that haven’t got my boyfriends face carved into, yet, and Little Man is dying to paint the white ones.

 

PYO Pumpkins – highly recommended

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Pick your own pumpkins; awesome. Donation from the profits go to a charity; perfection!

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At first this post was going to be photographs my friend and I (mainly her) took from a great day out, but when we left and a volunteer farmer told us that a donation of the profits goes to charity – Crohn’s and Colitis UK & Crohn’s in Childhood Research Association – I was all in. I wanted to buy more pumpkins. I wanted to build a house out of them.

Instead I’m recommending them to anyone interested – PYO Pumpkins, Riverside Farmers. I’m not in anyway affiliated to them, just think it’s super cool and if you were going to buy a few this Halloween, don’t know about you, but I’d personally much prefer my money go to this. (Plus it’s super cheap)

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We bought a lot, needless to say, so stay tuned for some creative posts in the future. I wasn’t planning on doing anything to do with Halloween, it’s not my thing, but autumn is my thing. Our lot came to £10 (this wheelbarrow) and I’m no cook, so once my partner has finished cooking with the ones he wants, I can use them as decoration. The white ones are definitely mine though, or technically my little brothers to decorate. Yay! Everyone’s happy.