Three sizes that day

A productive afternoon of shopping, plus treating myself to sushi + Thai iced tea, and my mood is vastly improved. I didn't actually make many purchases, but I made some, and I have good ideas for nearly everyone on my list now. I just need to mull things over until I have hot cider. No, wait—I got distracted there. (Mmm, hot cider.) One extravagant gift for X, or a pile of smaller goodies? Sure, book A plus silly gifts B and C for Y—but can I find book A in time? And who gets the coal?

Tonight: a roaring fire, a mug of cocoa...and a bunch of work-hours logged, to pay for all these gifties. Just call me Bob Cratchit.