sometimes, it's helpful to be a packrat

This evening, I was looking for a box that I could fit into.

No, not completely inside. Just partially.

We've got plenty of boxes in the garage lined up for recycling, but nothing big. Then I thought to check the attic. Sometimes I keep boxes for big purchases, like computer equipment.

I was surprised to see I had actually thrown out most of the Dell boxes, but I did find a box that would work perfectly from the printer.

After making some strategic cuts, I brought my box into the garage and began painting it.

Why am I painting a box? Well, for my Halloween costume, of course.

Yes, I should have thought about this sooner. I'm running a Halloween 5K on Sunday.

Costumes are optional, but runners from my group likes to participate. In years past, I have run this race as Supergirl and Space Ghost.

Not sure why I have a thing for superheros.

I have actually worn a box before. As an adult. One year, I went to a party as a gypsy fortune teller ... in a booth! I had a "crystal" ball and battery-operated white lights (hey, it was dark in there!).

This year's costume is a secret, for now. Sorry, I never reveal my costumes until they are complete. It has more impact this way.

My husband thinks I'm a freak.

I think it's going to be hilarious.