Halloween messes me up. I am nervous most of the time, but Halloween makes things worse. And with Millhouse deciding that this is a fantastic time to start watching a Friday the 13th marathon, I am just a big chicken right now.
Last night at 11pm:
Me: “Millhouse, did you hear that?”
Me: “Millhouse, wake up! Did you hear theat? Is one of the kids in the room? Is Mat in the room, sniffling?”
Millhouse: “No, it is just us.”
Me: “No one else is in the room?! Then what is that noise?!”
Me: “Millhouse, wake up! See this why I f*cking hate Halloween. There is probably some freaking gremlin in the room and I am going to die in my sleep! F*cking Halloween!!”