Happy Halloween!

I love Halloween! I am silly and dramatic by nature so Halloween is like my own personal holiday. This year our family is going as "Wizard of Oz." My husband is the tin man, the little one is Dorothy and the older one is the lion. We had to buy a scarecrow and just keep him propped up next to us. Appropriately enough, I am the witch and just like the witch, I have things that will send me into a melt down. Here's my top five- not necessarily in "melting power" order.

1. All the little things that go wrong when I am already running late- can't find my keys, son running away from me as I try to get his shoes on, garage door won't close etc.
2. Inconsolable crying- I usually am a champ about this but when it does send me into meltdown road- IT REALLY SENDS ME INTO MELT DOWN MODE.
3. An annoying husband. Now let me follow that by saying I have the most wonderful husband in the world who treats me like a princess and puts up with much more from me than he should or than I care to admit, but he sometimes misses the key details in ourconversation which result in additional trips to the grocery store, a forgotten child at pre-school or duplicated work.
4. Not finding anything to wear. In 3 years I have gone from a mostly business wardrobe to a very casual wardrobe- 2 sizes bigger. I also have less time for personal attention so there is often no makeup and unwashed hair. All of this combined just leads to me feeling ugly and gross and often late as I try on one outfit after another.
5. Not being able to find something. I used to be a very organized person and have a very organized way of living- work off lists, strategically plan my week with errands needing to be run, coupons organized by aisle etc. However, I don't know if it's my husband, combining our stuff, being in a constant state of renovations on the house (until this year), working from home or just being a family of four, our house is frequently messy and things are never organized as well as I would like. When I can't find something I feel like my entire life is a mess and quite frankly just overwhelmed.

I know this seems like a lot. It really takes these things combined with a bad day, being over- tired, PMSing or some other circumstance that already has me on the edge. But I do know these are all little things and that's something I am working on. Because in the grand scheme of things who cares if I am the parent known for being late or if my son doesn't have his shoes on as we approach school, or if I have to go to the grocery store everyday of the week or if I am still in running shorts and a sweatshirt when my husband comes home. Nobody. Nobody really cares and it doesn't really matter.

So I will try not to sweat the small stuff- especially since I am probably already sweating from running my son into his pre-school class.