Today is Halloween, but I don’t have the Halloween spirit. I have a seniorita costume, but I don’t feel like wearing it; I have candy, but at 8:30 in the morning; I have something to do, but I’m going to be late for it because of work (I almost wonder if it’s not worth it?).

However, at work I do get to dress up. I think that’s the only part of the day I’m excited about. Since I work in the children’s section at Barnes and Noble, I think my costume is particularly apropos: a child. I’m going to wear pajamas, hopefully house shoes, carry around a little bunny rabbit, put my hair in pigtails, and draw freckles on my face. There is a costume contest for the employees and the employee with the best costume wins a $20 gift card. I would love to have it, but it’s not likely that I’ll win. One girl made an entire dress out of Barnes and Noble gift cards; I think my child costume is pretty likely out of the running.

It’s a shame that I’m too old for trick-or-treating and that I don’t like parties, because then I might have something to do. It looks like I might be spending my night with the most valiant knight-errant who ever lived, Don Quixote of La Mancha.