So I am dealing with this the only way I know how, with humor.
I would rather be throwing a temper tantrum but that would help nothing.
I would rather not be having nightmares but they are old friends, just have added bits now.
(I will write about them later)
So last night, I broke down and made my angry pumpkin out of foam board.
I still say there is a orange paint conspiracy!
There has to be orange paint somewhere!
I wanted the Great Pumpkin!
I know it is silly but I swear the Great Pumpkin would just make it better somehow.