Third day of November and we're hours away from Trick or Treat. Yes, you read that right...No Treat yet...unless, you consider 18 inches of snow and 87% of the city without power a treat. Mother Nature dressed up as a Snow Fairy and dropped a trick on us. Let's be Real! Piles of snow in October..SUCKS & makes for an already too long winter for those of us who revel in the Spring & Fall temperatures. Fall was dusted with winter. wtf! The only feasable way to get over it was to spin so much disbelief and joy around it that for a moment, I believed myself. It'll be gone before you know it, the kids love it. Blah, Barf, Blah, Barf, Blah. I've been crabby for days...with news of the snow coming and then actually dealing with it I'd used all my reserves of 'think, be, act, live' positive, Spin Joy from Snow! So when I suddenly had to cope with another hurdle in the legal estate managing of my dead father who was a failing 'parent' most of my life my optimism was gonzo. There I was knee deep in snow, makes it tough to successfully conquer another hurdle in the nightmare I've been trudging through for over a decade & finally grabbed by the horns & began to put an end to 13 months ago complete with attorneys, criminal family member behavior, politics, engineers, construction workers and so many committee members it would make you dizzy. Now, days later, & depressed every time I think of my estate worth nothing except bad dreams and memories, I'm spent in the smile through it department..until this nightmare is behind me this last hurdle has left me weathered & tarnished with pessimism. It's been such a long emotionally, financially, & physically exhausting road. I wanted to scream, it would have been silent. & just when I was on the edge, just about to fall into full blown panic attack.. a switch clicked & in entered fort building and play dough picking therapy. Sometimes it just feels good to lay belly down on the floor in a fort built by two & help my sweet smiling Lyla pick the dried toe squished playdough out from the waffle pattern on my yoga mat. Sure, I was less than thrilled when I noticed blobs of dried playdough on my mat, but helping her pick out the mess was just what the inner therapist ordered.
Free Your Mind.
Soooo...now, on the 3rd of November, yards still splotched with Mother Natures Trick we will have the Official night of Halloween Trick or Treat! This is it! One more night of rotting snow covered pumpkins. Trick or Treat, Smell my feet, I may not have had hot water for a bath all week!
Photo's of our Trick or Treat will come later, for now enjoy our True Halloween.
Lesson in snow diving....Always wear Mittens. :) Tears & whining followed the last photo.