Sometime last week I decided I needed a day off to take care of business, and by "business" I mean things like "go through files in the basement to see if you really need those photocopies from undergraduate classes." I'm talking about popping mysterious discs into the computer to find out why you're still carrying them around. I'm talking about organizing reusable mailing supplies. I had boxes to clean up and break down, closets and drawers to weed and prune, laundry to do, and more projects to discover along the way.
And you know what, I was so excited about this day. I envisioned blissful solitude and stupendous multi-tasking, fueled with most of a presspot of coffee and some biscuits and a rumpshaking new mix from kickpleat and an old one from Marigoldie, and that is exactly what has happened. It's been great (and it's not over yet!!). I feel like I could take three more days off and just get really fucking thorough, you know? Maybe the key to making these tasks enjoyable is just this: defining the times when such projects are do-able and can be excellent events, instead of keeping the projects on a permanent, guilt/anxiety-inducing to-do list. (Note to self: perhaps apply this logic to finishing your thesis, building your singing website, etc.)
Bonus: I found this, which I always unearth when I start cleaning out desk drawers:
Note the date (almost TWENTY years ago). Note the counter data next to each title (nerd). It occurs to me now that I may have shared this tracklist with you in the past, but look! Here is the real thing! Sadly, the tape inside reveals that in order to compile this mix, I taped over Duran Duran's "Notorious" and (worse) Janet Jackson's "Control" (both of which, you'll note, were illegal dubs anyway, which my dad made for me, illegally). The mix has a little something for everyone, from The Roches to Terence Trent D'Arby (adjacent to one another, even!), but at this point I was just making tapes for myself, and it wasn't until high school that I got heavy into tape-swapping and homemade cover art collages compiled from Sassy clips.
In conclusion: taking a day off to get butt-crazy with chores=heartily recommended.
(Update at 12:20 AM: I am finally packing it in. My breakfast is in the crockpot and my lunch is all packed and I have a pile of things to go to work with me tomorrow for shredding. I have recycled quantities of paper. I have encountered some more shit that made me laugh, such as a piece of publicity from the conservatory I went to, circa 1994, featuring lots of people I am still friends with sporting bad 90s hair. I wish I could keep doing this tomorrow, I really do, but it's back to work I go.)