Every once in a while I throw a decent tempter tantrum.  Maybe I’m modeling the terrible twos my sweet boys are going through right now, maybe it’s PMS, or maybe I’m just a tired momma.

Tonight when I was unloading the dishwasher all of the glasses had weird hard water junk left inside and it was enough to send me over the edge. “What’s the point of the dishwasher if I now have to hand wash all of these dishes?!”  Expletives removed for your safety.

My loving (and much calmer) husband gave me a hug and kiss and said, “Why are we letting this defeat us?”  Then he left the room to answer an incoming call, thankfully sparing me the embarrassment of “publicly” feeling like a crazy person.

Do you ever let the silliest things set you off?  And then do you let those things totally destroy your mood or even…