one of those days...

Primark top and sunnies - Scarf, c/o Boden - Asos jeans - Topshop shoes - Bag, c/o Cath Kidston

Over the last few months I've got into the habit of balancing my weekends between 'getting shit done' and allowing time to be a little lazy (read: a total slob). I had so many things I wanted to achieve yesterday, before rewarding myself with a relaxing evening, but it ended up being one of those days that just did not go to plan. The tidy up I wanted to have? My bedroom is now messier than it was on Friday. The blog post I planned to write? I spent three hours staring at my draft and couldn't string a single sentence together. The book I had lined up to read? I haven't even picked it up. I felt overly emotional, tired and frustrated, and spent most of the day staring at the television, stuffing my face, falling into the social media comparison trap and doubting myself.

I've had an amazing run of happiness and contentment this year, so this bout of negativity came as a total surprise, and I just couldn't snap out of it. In the evening I had a late night chat with Rob, to vent my frustrations of having such a down day, and what he said really resonated with me - Some days you don't see progress, and that's okay. As long as you see progress in your life month on month, that's what you should be aiming for. And it's only Saturday night, there's still time to have a good weekend. And that's the plan. It's Sunday morning as I write this, so I have 12+ hours to turn my weekend around, meaning I can go into my next working week feeling content. The plus side is, I've unintentionally ticked off a blog post off my list (even if this wasn't the one I wanted to write) and now I'm feeling more inspired to tackle the rest of my to-do list. Let's do this! Love, Jazz x

Photos by Chloe