Snow - did anyone notice?

My last day of work before the long weekend and productivity level was between 3 and 4 when a 9 or even a 10 was clearly necessary to leave feeling smug and deserving of a big slice of Christmas cake.

Must try harder.

But not tomorrow.

Tomorrow is the customary present dash to the shops. It's a ritual that I no longer dread knowing that I purposefully leave it to the last minute to force myself to make quick and decisive decisions re:pressies. Like ripping the plaster off in one go... then getting to open presents.