I won't be dressing up. Instead, my day has begun with some marking, and then I'm taking a break with a yoga class, then a visit to my hair-stylist. I'm hoping that will be done in time to sneak in a wee nap before a friend joins me late this afternoon for a glass of wine and nibbles. The day feels busy to me already, but I'm pressing the attitude re-set button and recognizing that except for the marking, those are all bucket-filling activities.
Further goodness comes in the anticipation of that extra hour we'll be granted, magically, tomorrow night. With the 25-hour day, all seems possible, no? At least more sleep. And while it will, hereafter, be dark when I come home at the end of the work day, it will, for a few weeks at least, be just enough lighter in the morning that I might be able to see the road I run along at 7 a.m.
And even more goodness, although the kind that I have to measure out carefully. . . . all the leftover mini chocolate bars! Happy Hallowe'en indeed!