You're gunna lose your shit.....

Yup, its going to happen. We here at SashSam are here to tell you that YOU ARE GOING TO LOSE YOUR SHIT, it is inevitable. In fact I just lost mine, when my entire previous blog about losing your shit, deleted causing me to lose my shit, there for my office was in fact a shit show! Regardless. it will happen to you also. You may think I am referring to your mind however, not entirely. Real people=real shit and Real shit=lost. You may be Mother Theresa and still lose your SHIT. This is how we are celebrating Friday, by talking about shit. (pardon my language, but the blog is not as effective if I replace shit with poop)...

We are not just talking about our minds here people we are talking about actual shit, the kind you need to take with you everywhere, the kind that ends up in your purse, in your wash machine, your floors, sometimes even on your head. Whether you are a mom, a step-mom, grandma, single female, single male, whoever you may be, do not tell me that you have not lost your shit. Let me tell you, we all lose our shit and find it later in places super obvious or hidden deep within the depths of a car or laundry basket. Either way people are losing their shit all over the place.

Don't be afraid to lose your shit. We lose our keys, our cars, our phones, our glasses (which almost always in the scenario where you find your "shit" on your head), our wallets, our credit cards, and even our minds. If you're like me you may even lose your shit driving down the road. Thankfully our advanced society has provided us with technology to help us with these search and rescue missions we unexpectedly find ourselves in. We now have "find your iPhone" that will give you clear directions to your back pocket located directly south from your head, where you will find your lost phone peacefully resting. The newest invention of the mirror will help you place exactly which part of your body your glasses are hooked to. We now have keyless entries that have that lovely panic button which comes in handy when you have lost your car in a parking lot and it is much less embarrassing than thinking you found your car only to realize that after trying for a good amount of time to unlock the car door that it is NOT your car (true story). Then there is the feeling of "AGH I feel like I'm going to lost my shit!" this one my friend is option to refered to as LOSING YOUR MIND! That's ok to lose too because while aside from the fact that you are freaking human, there is a lot that can be learned from this type of shit.

Learn from others mistakes, and learn from your own. Don't be afraid to make mistakes and lose your shit because when it is all said and done, 95% of the time laughter comes from it. (the other 5% would be the times you lose something of significant importance like your husband, child or pet etc.)

Trying to be perfect is exhausting, trying not to lose your shit is exhausting, but what is NOT exhausting is laughing at yourself. Laughter is the best medicine, its science.

Laughter produces a smile, and smiles are often the first thing about someone you fall in love with. Smiles, laughter and happiness have a ton of healing powers and they can all come from shit. Let me tell you a short story.

During the summers I get to enjoy all five of my kids home at the same time, WITH my husband!! This is my self declared season of losing my shit, the season often runs on air for about 2 weeks or so with a season finale. I have found that while losing shit, I found sanity. Believe it or not!

During this season of Losing my Shit, like any "bad mom" I lost my shit so many times I lost count. I lost my phone in my pocket numerous times and my eldest had to find it for me. I lost multiple toys that made obnoxious noises and still for some strange reason have not been found. I lost outfits the kids that they wanted to wear so badly, but looked ridiculous in, in the piles of laundry somehow never to appear again. I lost bags of candy and chocolate only to find the empty wrappers in my room??? I lost movies, I lost sugary crap food, I lost the charger to my sons ipad, I lost the phone number to the ice cream shop so I couldn't call an see if they were still open. I even lost my patience and put all four of my beautiful girls in separate corners of my house and sat in the middle of all them until they decided that they had FOUND their manners. Even the kids lost things, who knew?! I lost my shit on the automated GPS lady while driving down the interstate because these freaking women should answer my questions when I'm driving down the road (after all women do know everything), but she doesn't so an argument ensues between myself and the windshield until I win by simply turning off the GPS and proceeding to what I assume is the correct route only to become lost however, my anger at the GPS is still to high to turn it back on and ask for forgiveness, therefore she will not be used until further notice. So now at this point we are officially and utterly lost. So this incidence of losing my shit (also my season finale) created a great memory. My kiddos in the back didn't remember me losing my patience or shit, they remembered the detoured extra long car ride where they got to see more of the world and play a longer game of 'I SPY' or "The Ministers Cat'. They got to see my husband laughing at me because of my superior driving skills. They don't remember the toys they lost, or outfits they cant find, but it never ever fails, my kids always remember seeing me laugh. If you go through hell and can laugh about it later, your kids and those around you will only see strength and happiness. So after all this shit, my point here is

Go Ahead, Lose your shit, It doesn't stink!

It is so ok, to lose your shit even people are publishing books about it! Want to laugh out loud about shit? click HERE!