burying myself in work

We are flat out with families and spreading Happy Halloween cheer. I am busier than a beaver with a building contract and enjoying myself immensely. The little squeals of fear and the smiles on the faces of the many little ones that are visiting is a welcome change from the moaning adults we often deal with and makes all the effort worthwhile. We are giving away chocolate like we're oompa-loompas with a death wish and the park looks great with all the hanging decorations and the lanterns. I watch couples holding hands and smiling while their children carve our pumpkins, I see the young 'uns dressed in costumes and dancing along to our DJ, and I can't help but think, 'would having another one really be so bad?'
And that's a thought that I really need to get rid of.

RC 29-10-25