Some perspective, please.

The title is what I've been repeating to myself ad nauseum over the last day or two as we hurtle towards D-Day. This year, D-Day is the eve of Halloween rather than the day itself, robbing us of a precious 24 hours. I write this as I wait for a hot glue gun to heat up enough to apply one of the final touches to the costumes, slightly worried as I look at the clock, and I recall last year's panic finish to the season. Thankfully, I have found a picture which offers me that much needed perspective. This is the torso for my costume at midday on October 31st of last year:

And, just a few short hours later:

Believe!