This week I have been a little behind the pace.
A combination of jet lag and getting organised after what seems like years away.
Somehow I feel we have only just finished our holiday cheer and yet here we are in the first week of February.
If this is the beginning, 2016 is going to be a quick paced year.
It’s that holiday time of the year when time is the last thing we have for ourselves.
Ambitious plans to look our best go out the window as preparations for the holidays become gargantuan. With the best organisation in the world, the greatest of intentions and yet, I still running around feeling completely disorganised.
I have so many large and small jobs to finish before my little band of merrymakers descend on Provence that the chances of a quiet moment to glamorise myself is looking slim. Lazy afternoons watching Christmas movies will have to wait until after the 25th.
The next few days are about decorating, flowers, food and gift-wrapping.