Don't sweat the small stuff

I once bought my Dad a book entitled 'Don't Sweat The Small Stuff' as he's a born worrier... as am I. This week feels like 'one of those weeks'. To give you a taster...

- my ever-so comfy boots that I have had for years now leak
- I have spent most of Tuesday & Wednesday hooked up to electrical facial machines, most of which hurt
- I have exams starting in 4 weeks

Not a beauty blip today but something that I look at every morning whilst wolfing toast down my neck before starting the day.