Not My Favourite Holiday

Here we are again with autumn winds swirling leaves about, time changing from daylight to standard, and the annual festivities of All Hallows Eve about to begin. Have you ever wondered what the point of the time change is as you look out your window and find that it's dark at 5:30 pm when only yesterday it was dark at 6:30pm? Oh, I know we get the extra hour of morning light, but it almost seems that the point of the time change is to have it dark early for the little kids to make their Halloween rounds. Here we go again - right in the middle of supper - "Halloween Apples!" or "Trick or Treat!!" - I'm never ready for the first blood-curdling scream. I expect we'll have about one hundred visitors in all shapes and sizes, and although every year I do get "into it" and ooh and ahh and look impressed by the costumes of the little tykes, I also find it an evening I could do without. Running up and downstairs for a couple of hours is not my idea of fun. Scrooge said "Bah, humbug"to Christmas; sometimes I think I'd like to say "Bah, humbug" to Halloween! Anyone with me?