What happens to naughty pumpkins

I did warn them. If they didn't behave then I would let the scary man with the knife and the scooping spoon at them. Did they listen? Well, clearly not, seeing as they have been turned into lanterns and pies.

I have never eaten pumpkin pie. I HATE the smell of uncooked pumpkin. But the pie has so much cream, sugar, syrup, ginger and cinnamon in it that I suspect any hint of pumpkin is probably long gone. I'm building myself up to eating some in a bit. I am a tad nervous!

knackered. Not enough sleep. Niggling self doubts. Need to talk to people at work. Need to believe in myself and my ability - nothing was ever gained by lack of self belief. What's the worst that can happen - I can apply for a job and not get shortlisted. Does it make a difference? No, because I have a fantastic job already. If I don't apply, I'll always wonder. If I do and I gt shortlisted, I get to interview - I need practice as I haven't been interviewed for a job for 7 years. So even if I don't get it at that stage, I still gain some experience, and I still have my job that I love waiting for me. I feel guilty though for considering applying, even though I know my colleagues are right in encouraging me to look. All of this makes me realise how attached I am to my school and the students I work for and the colleagues I work with. I think the emotional ties I have are the things that are pulling me back from applying. Must get a grip.