Have been alone in house all day because enormous snowdrifts from recent blizzard have made going out very unappealing. Plus everywhere I wanted to go is closed. It's amazing how many ways one can be unproductive. In effort to avoid my to-do list I have made and consumed endless cups of tea and stared fruitlessly into space looking for unforthcoming answers and redistributed all the clutter in my room without making any actual difference in the volume of the neverending mass of stuff that I have somehow collected over the years and which is now my responsibility.

And it is now 8:30 and I have accomplished nothing whatsoever.

Am going to have a glass of wine and look at the snow and wallow in self-loathing.

School is closed tomorrow so I have the afternoon off. Here's to greater productivity then.