Chan did the annual cosplay ball, the parents went out to do the ghost walk and to eat.
A few shots from the ghost walk:
This tree looks like something with one eyeball and 2 arms
AN ORB!
ANOTHER ORB!
Rho stayed the weekend. It started off with Jake miserable, but I think even he got bored after a while. They got along fine for a change.
We went to see Crimson Peak on Sunday before meeting up with Amanda.
On Monday, Jake went to an open house for law enforcement hopefuls. He really liked it and hopefully he will be able to work it so he can go this next year until he's 21. It's a great way to get his foot in the door. His job is good for the schedule now, but I am not sure if it's the best job for him. The hours are super early and short-he's leaves just after 3 a.m. and is back by 9. He's struggling with the work load and takes what seem to be minor things such as falling behind a little as these huge events that color the rest of the day. Then he has a good day and everything is great. Then a bad day and it's doom and gloom again. The whirlwind is stressful. But if he goes to a 9-5 job, he can't do the police thing. It's a lot for him to consider. I am staying out of it, other than to try to cheer him some when the day goes badly in his mind. He doesn't have anything to compare it to, so every time his boss mentions he needs to do this or change that, he takes it more personally than I think strictly necessary. But, I don't know. Maybe Jake is the worst employee ever. They keep texting him to come back in the next day no matter how abysmally he feels he's done. Maybe they are filming him for a new 'what not to do' video for new hires. I don't know. I try not to dwell, but that's not super easy. I want things to go well for him, for him to be starting out on the adult phase of his life and not this merry go round of turmoil he seems to be in instead.
The chicken factories are done, so far as I can tell.
On Thursday, we went to see American Horror Story, which in this instance was the story of Lizzie Borden. As a ballet. Afterward, Chandler had to find the wiki as we had NO IDEA what happened in the middle 30 minutes, other than LOADS of dancing. Turns out, she joined the church. I never would have guessed that, ever.
I told Ben the primary ballerinas had wood blocks in their shoes and on the way to the van, he got REALLY irate that I told him about that. I don't know if it freaked him out or what.
Chandler said they asked the art department, "Who wants to paint some non-oxidizing blood from no discernible source?" which made me laugh until I had hiccups. It was true, though. Blood isn't red for long. And it's green if you bleed out in water deeper than 30 feet. Just so you know.
On the way back, we stopped at Mulberry Fork and took a couple pictures. The fall color this year is subdued, some trees are already bare, some have not turned yet and there are a few here and there that are painfully bright, but only a few.
Below, I have the DRAMATIC filter on to get the clouds.
And that's it. Next week starts a whole new month, even though I don't feel like October even happened. What a crazy fast month! I thought so many changes would make it seem slower, but I don't know if anything can slow the rush of time, other than walking. Seems like I manage to feel every minute when I am having to get back to the van. hahaha.
