Candy Corn from Hell

So . . . I was looking for my grandmother's recipes. They appear to be in a box somewhere. Where, I don't know . . . yet. I'm gonna have to search storage, the garage and any number of places we've stored things lately. In the meantime, I thought I would try this fun looking recipe -- candy corn. It looked easy enough. Some work is involved, but nothing too difficult -- so I thought..!! Well, this was way more difficult than I imagined. I followed the recipe to a "T." It seemed to be going well. Then it happened. I added the dry ingredients to the wet ones. I got this mass of dough that was too difficult for me to handle. I enlisted Tim to stir for me. Once it was mixed as thoroughly as possible, I divided it into three bowls so I could color them -- classic yellow, orange and white. First, they were too hot to handle. By the time they were cool enough to handle, they were too hard. After some kneading, the first -- white -- batch was ready to roll out. Roll, roll, roll, and more rolling gave me a 1/2" rope that was already very hard. When it was time for the orange dough, it was too hard to work with. I tossed it in the microwave for a few seconds to soften. And so on . . . Well, you get the picture. By the time all three ropes were rolled out, the dough was too hard to even cut, let alone try to squeeze together to form a candy corn-shaped candy. They don't even taste good. My hands are red and sore from all the rolling. Ugh..!! I'm tired. I think I may have over-cooked the sugar or had it on too high of a heat and that made the candy get harder than it should have. I may try it again, or not. In the meantime, the candy corn made its way into the trash. Oh well.