I have been on summer break for almost a week. Here's what I've done:
Camped over the holiday weekend.
Cleaned out/reorganized the craft/workroom.
Scrubbed upstairs toilets.
Vacuumed nearly every room in the house.
Tidied up downstairs.
Completed all but one load of laundry.
Submitted twenty yearbook pages.
Ordered textbook samples for my college Am Lit class.
Run various odd-and-end errands.
Began and abandoned two books ("Glamorama" by Bret Easton Ellis and "Kitchen Confidential" by Anthony Bourdain)
Begun "Blink" by Malcolm Gladwell
Tomorrow looks to be a fairly frantic day - it's The Day Before We Leave For Vacation. You all know that day, right? Pure, unadulterated craziness.