I sewed a dress for Halloween. It's a cute little black cocktail dress. It has a halter top that ties in the back with laced red ribbon, little slits in the side, a scoop neck.
For my Halloween outfit I was going to rip it up a bit. Put on black and red eyeshadow. Red glossy lipstick. Ripped hose and fishnet and my black knee high combat boots.
But...we got canceled on. If you know me, you know one of my biggest pet peeves is when people I rely on say again and again, profusely, that they are going to do something. And then, oh then...at the last minute...say they can't.
Needless to say, our day was full of tension, little spats fueled by disappointed in people, life in general...the want and need for human contact and to go out, but not the ability or driving force to do so. We stayed cooped up in our little apartment, spatting at each other like caged animals.
I don't know how tomorrow is going to be, but I'm sure as hell not going to spend it here.
