There were a lot of things that needed to be dealt with around the house. I looked at the two pairs of pants which had holes in the knees, concluded they were too worn to be worth repairing and threw them away. I delivered a bag full of my clothes to our local Middle Class Guilt Reduction Station. I put a bag full of the kids clothes in the basement. I took the kids' snow boots from downstairs to the second floor, cleaned them off, and put them in the appropriate closets. I cleared out gloves and hats from the entry hall storage furniture and put them upstairs. I washed the snow pants and put them on the rack to dry.
I uploaded a bunch of photos from my phone to Flickr. I also took new photos, of crocuses in the front yard to use as a home screen background, and of furniture in the house that I intend to reshuffle. I filed paperwork. I made dentist appointments. I made peach crisp. I made soup for lunch and a soft taco for dinner. I made a fresh green salad for the fridge (which is to say, to eat over the next few days). I put photos in the binders. I gave money to a cause I feel very strongly about.
This is how much happens in one day, when the alternative is working on taxes. Seriously: procrastination leads to a really orderly house.
I also ordered a right-angle plugged surge protector to preserve the outlet I'm about to cover up when I rearrange the furniture. This is important, because we hired an electrician to make that outlet a 20 amp circuit to deal with the printer that kept flipping 15 amp circuits.