Hey everyone! Happy December! Unlike everyone else I can't believe it is ONLY the 7th of December. I feel like I've been feeling festive for months now! Which I am blaming entirely on my trip to Berlin, as I'm not normally one for staring Christmas in November.

Since coming back I've been feeling incredibly unfocused. I think part of me expected to come home, and wake up to Christmas day, so now having to wait another 3 weeks feels like a long slog! IT's also that time of year when everything and everyone starts to wind down so I can't seem to gee myself up by feeding off what's happening around me.

It's not just at my day job I've been feeling this way. Here too there has been a definite lack of consistency, and actually, that started before I went away. I also can't seem to get my head into working on my new show, or even spending time on journaling.

It's not an entirely unpleasant feeling. To have got to the end of a super busy year and to only have the mental capacity to find the next mince pie, but it is making me feel a bit out of sorts. A bit unlike me.

So if nothing else I want to promise myself that I will consistently post over the next couple of weeks. So much has happened this year that I want to reflect over that properly, I've got all my photos and adventures from Berlin to share, and sitting in my inbox are some gorgeous photos and positive messages about body image for the next 'My favourite things...' post.

These are posts I'm looking forward to sharing with you. That I'm looking forward to writing. If I can just put my mince pie and mulled wine down long enough to type.

Everything else? Well I'd love to make some outlandish goals about detoxing, exercising, and writing a 2 hour show before the end of the year, but in reality, I know that probably isn't going to happen. And setting the bar that high, and not reaching it, would only leave me feeling like a failure. Which is no how I want to end 2015.

I want to end 2015 feeling proud for everything I've accomplished thus far, and to make the most of December with family, friends and the young man.

So the only list of goals I'll be making, is one full of Christmas Films I've never seen before, because this December I should probably limit myself to only watching Love Actually once a week.

So Happy December everyone, I hope you're in the festive spirit too, and if not, have a mince pie on me.

Live life & embrace the season to be jolly x

Happy Monday lovely ones! How are you? How was your weekend?

Today I'm sat typing this up on my sofa, while the oddly warm November sun floods in through the window and I have to admit I'm feeling extremely content. I'v got an experiment baking in the oven, and a large mug of coffee at my side, and I can feel that reset button doing it's good work.

As I've mentioned one too many times lately, I've been pretty busy. A word I'm beginning to hate, because I can't help but feel we glorify it, that being busy has also come to mean, being our best. That if some one asks us how we are, and we can't answer with 'busy,' then we're failing. That if we're not busy then we're not reaching our full potential. That we could and should be doing more, that we could be better, when actually the last couple of weeks have taught me the opposite to be true.

I have been busy the last couple of weeks and I have used it as an excuse for so many things. Sorry I've not been blogging, I've been busy...Sorry I've not called, I've been busy...Sorry I've not been eating well, I've been busy...

Sorry, sorry, sorry. Busy, bus, busy.

Being busy has excused me from being the best version of myself. I'm too tired to cook, I'm too preoccupied to think, I'm too stressed to be pleasant to be around. And all the while I've used that 4 letter word as an excuse. But what good is being busy, if it isn't really getting you where you want to be?

Sure being busy at work is helping with my career but outside of that it's damaging me. And if I'm not truly the best version of myself, then being busy might get me to where I want to be, but it will also mean that when I get there, I'm not equipped to take it on. I'll be too tired, too grumpy, too full of excuses.

So today I took the day off. I forced it upon myself, because I was going to go in to work today, to continue to be busy, but then I asked myself why? So I can say that by the end of the week, I'd have worked 13 days in a row? 

Being busy doesn't always mean being your best. It definitely can, if you are busy doing the things you love. If I'd been busy working, and blogging, and cooking, and seeing friends and enjoying myself, then yes busy would be best. But when busy is an excuse not to do those other things, then something needs to change. Even if it is just your mindset.

I know this Monday most of you will be back at work, and feeling the stress of the to do list, and wondering how you are going to fit it all in, and I'm here to tell you that you don't. You can take something off your plate. Becuase taking a night or a day, or an hour off is allowed. To keep you at your best.

Live life & don't let busy get in the way x