Today, ashamed of how much of a couch lush I have been, I vowed to be productive.

I reconciled by bank statements that have been piled on my table since January. I scheduled my on-line bill payments. I did two loads of laundry. I cleaned the kitchen and ran the dishwasher. I attempted to repair the laundry room door (I was not very successful). I cleared off my work area. I took a shower (that might not sound like work...but it was). I walked Kashi. And I did some research for my novel.

Was that productive enough?