One Day, Minute, Second, at a Time

Life has not slowed down for a split second since school has started. It is nice to be busy, and we are all having a blast. Yet, there are days like today, that I have to put my hands up, and say. "Ok, take over Father, I am beyond understanding all of this" Really, it is all silly once I think about it, but even the little things can ware on you and break any person down.
THe past two weeks, my skin has decided it needs to relive puberty. I have been breaking out like crazy and nothing is helping. My hair and scalp are doing the same thing. I have changed shampoos, conditioners, skin creams, face wahses. I have drank nothing but water for this whole time. OUr diet is fine, nothing new, nothing too bad for us on the menu. All I can pin point it to is stress.
Rex wanted to make me feel better, so I got a few new shirts, and a cute workout out fit with a jacket .. its super cute! Well, last night, while using my new face wash, I got a bit on one of my new shirts, I washed it off, and thought nothing of it. Today, after Stake Conference, which Joe brought me to tears due to his tantrums during church and the pure melt down, I noticed my shirt was discolored. I tried washing it out, but it was almost like it was bleached. I looked at my face wash, and the main ingredient is peroxide. So there that goes. THEN, I went to check on my pumpkins, since the wind was blowing so bad. I got caught on my of my little fences, and tore a hole into my new workout outfit. I know this all sounds petty, and I admit things could be a lot lot worse, but that is when I fell to my knees in my front yard and said " I GIVE" things are more peaceful now.. and I am taking this time to think and reflect.
I have it so good. I have 3 healthy boys, who, yes try my patience and drive me bananas 90% of the time, I have a wonderful husband who works and provides for us, no major issues in our life.. so little problems that I get to worry about breakouts and clothes tearing. I feel pitiful, but now grateful.
So, as times may seem hard for me, I know that there is so much more that could be wrong. Lesson learned Lord. Like when times are TRULY hard, I am learning from times being not so tough. I am blessed beyond measure and will keep in mind that my life here is short, and is minuscule to what I have to look forward to eternally.