Yesterday, I got fed up with the cats stealing my sewing stuff from the kitchen, so I moved all of that into the spare bedroom (now the room's about a quarter full, to give an idea of how much sewing stuff and why I didn't do it sooner) and cleaned up my area of the living room. Which resulted in me messing up my bedroom even more, so I'll probably end up doing dishes, cleaning my room, doing laundry, and maybe vacuuming my room and the spare room today. But first, gonna see if my grandparents want me to come over and cook them some soup so they don't have to worry about dinner on top of my Papaw's foot surgery.