Christmas: It's all about me

I'm done, finished, spent.

My Christmas shopping is in the bag, done and dusted, ready to be wrapped. 

So why am I planning a whole day at the shops tomorrow? To buy some goodies for me, me, me. Because I'm worth it. And it's Christmas, and if I turn up at me mam's in me old jeans and jumper yet again, she'll have summat to say.