Friday night was my neighborhood's Trick-or-Treat. Understandably I wasn't really looking forward to it, as I think most in my position can relate to. I didn't want to do it at all but Hubs said that he didn't want to be "that house" so we did. So I did what any self-respecting infertile would do and poured a big glass of wine (into a tumbler with a lid so as not to draw attention to myself) and went outside with Hubs to pass out candy. Mercifully it was cold and started raining an hour into it so we got to go inside early and veg out in front of the TV. Overall I handled it very well, better than expected, and I don't think it was the wine. I won't go as far as to say that I enjoyed it, but it wasn't bad. I think it was a small victory. What I didn't handle well was seeing all of the pictures of kids in costume on Facebook. I don't know if this is because I know these people whereas I don't know the trick-or-treaters or what. I can't help but compare hubs and I to some of the people. We could have kids as old as or older than their kids. We never will, and it hurts. I just hope I handle Thanksgiving and Christmas as well as I did Halloween, but I'm not going to beat myself up if I take one or both pretty hard.
Now my only problem is a bunch of leftover candy, but my plan is to pawn that off on my students! I'm confident that won't be hard!