Just 1 day left in the countdown to our summer holidays! whoop whoop!

I always get really stressed the week before travelling, but I've been so busy at work this week I've had no time to worry about anything. Which is good because I haven't been over worrying but is also terrible, because I've left everything to the very last minute.

I hate packing. I really do hate it.

Trying to pick and choose out of the millions of things at home which ones I'm  going to take requires a level of patience I unfortunately lack of.

Peach & Coconut Cheescake

I would like to make a confession. It is something that I normally try not to talk about, as every time I suggest anything like this in public, I can feel everyone’s head turning and looking at me with disapproval. So when the conversation is around this particular matter, I limit myself to a nod and a smile.

The thing is… I don’t do a lot of things I am supposed to do. And I don’t do them on purpose: because they are tedious, painful (in the broadest sense of the word), useless or all three at once. So when I am surrounded by people who do these kind of things and I suggest I don’t, I feel the need to hold me breath and then pretend I was only joking and everything goes back to normal.