Initially, I didn't get any trick or treaters. I was pissed. Then, they started to arrive shortly after Brother left for work. Were they waiting for him to leave? I don't know.
At any rate, I got roughly 30-40 kids. At one point, 7 of them crowded my front porch and I couldn't even get the door open. My overflowing candy bowl has been drastically reduced to a handful of candy bars. Less for me to be tempted to eat. I'm not too worried, Brother will have it taken care of by the end of the week.
Red stopped by later and we sat and talked. We had planned on going out, but thought of all the people that would be out and about, and decided it was safer to just stay in and visit. Besides, we'll go out tonight. She's leaving at the end of this week for Arizona, and her boyfriend isn't taking this well at all. We're all having boy problems as of late.
Brother just came and told me that he's going to go to 'bert's house this weekend to finish his truck and bring it home. Of course, I have to drive him there first. But this is joyous news! I will finally get my car back.