I keep kicking myself in the nuts for not working on the book, and yet I'm being strangely domestic. So far today, laundry, hot tub maintenance, wasp removal and I'm trying to cover up our "mulch pile" (read: five years of weeds, mulch and shredded landscape fabric) with a tarp so our neighbor isn't annoyed by it.
If I start vacuuming again, that would just be weird.