Who is going to join me in my darkened livingroom, sitting quietly, whilst little beggers are pounding on my door?

It used to be such a big deal for DH and me. We always enjoyed all the little goblins, but DH is deceased and I just can't do the running back and forth to the door.

I guess I will close the blinds and turn out the lights...<sigh>

How do all of you PwMS handle this? Especially, if you don't have help?