My "brief" nightmare before Christmas

I was so excited to sit down in the car and write this blog... we'd had a great morning, did a little last minute shopping (no crowds!!! #winning), got wrapping done, made my pie and packed our things to head to the in-laws to spend the night on Christmas Eve...

Then everything unfolded... we were all at the car, hubby lost his phone, we forgot several things and then one of our bottles spilled all over our bag of clothes. I sat here so mad... all the happiness I'd felt from the day was now filled with frustration. The "image" I'd had in my mind of how this afternoon would go had now shifted and I couldn't get past that mentally so I even said forget the blog I don't feel like writing it now.

Why though? It's STILL a good day. I'm spending my 1st Christmas as a wife to my awesome and loving hubby, we are spending our first Christmas Eve at his parents together AND with my kiddos (sans my oldest, she was at the house this am), we have presents packed in the trunk, bills are paid and we are all doing well. So what if we have to wash some clothes when we get there or even if I have to re-wrap something. I'm grateful that we can.

While I was excited to just simply blog about the excitement of the holiday I also got to realize and appreciate things just a little more. I am grateful for that, to me I think it shows some growth and I'm always open for that! So here's my blog.. just a little reminder to me to stop sweating the small stuff, live by the words I tell others and just stay happy 😄🎄🍭❤🏠🎁

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