Fuck

Two hour focus issues, folks.

I sat down here at about six to do my blog and Instant and now it's EIGHT.

I need to do some pre-yule rattling about for bits and pieces. Make sure I have enough stuff and things. And basically cram the fridge with whatever for the day before the Big One.

I already know that I'm making festive GORP for nibbles so I can get the biz for that, no problem.

Eggs, cream, oranges, and other perishables pretty much have to wait until Thursday, but I can go scouting for less perishable nonse today.

Once, of course, I stop looking at the shiny Elf for five consecutive minutes and get my firkin act together. Plenty of time for Shiny Elf Stories when I'm done with my shit for the day.

Which has to start now.