Instead of writing product descriptions...

I cleared out 79 books that I'm going to sell to a used bookstore or take to Goodwill.

Instead of writing a pitch letter...

I ripped all the grout out in the kitchen sink. Now I just have to recaulk it.

Instead of working on a proposal...

I cleaned out the freezer. I'm getting desperate.

No procrastination today...

unless you count mopping the floors.

Instead of reviewing website content...

I just cleaned out all my toiletries in my linen closet, filling up a brown paper bag of expired medication and products I don't fancy, as well as a brown paper bag of goodies to give away.

Instead of digging into my memoir proposal...

I cleaned my rug with my lame vacuum and then combed it—literally with a fine-tooth comb—to dislodge the Mac Daddy and Jen hair.