Give it up

This year for Halloween we went with a Twilight theme. Ian was a vampire and JJ was a wolf. It worked out perfectly. The baby got to be Bella, I didn't have to dress her up, and all she had to do was whine and bump into things - she does that anyway. (If you haven't read the Stephenie Meyer books, just disregard that)

But it made me realize, I really don't like Halloween. Fortunately, the boys were willing to wear costumes we already had and John bought the candy. But coordinating everything was absolutely no fun for me. John really likes Halloween, so in years past I have tried to make it fun. I even made a Halloween quilt to put on our bed for the month of October. This year it didn't even make it out of the closet.

And I am totally OK with that. In fact, I officially turned Halloween over to John. He is in charge of costumes and candy and deciding what to do. I will help in any way he asks me to, but if he doesn't want to do anything, we will sit at home with the lights off and watch a movie - not even a Halloweenie movie.

It is amazing how liberating it is to just give up sometimes. Realizing that some things just aren't as important as I try to make them. Nobody's feelings were hurt, the world didn't end and I was just a little bit nicer to everyone because I wasn't worried about one more thing.

I am going to try and do this a lot more often.