Standing in line.

Baking's coming tomorrow. I slept in, but that's not the reason: there's absolutely nothing happening the rest of the week, so I figured I'd bake the cake the day it's getting served. There was some cooking in the form of lunch prep, and there was editing and a gym visit, so it was most of what I'd had set out to do.

If I know what's good for me, I'll see about spending at least a little time browsing job and agent listings. The mental barrier of knowing there's a limited amount of time for it - that it's a break from routine, and it's not the week's major tasks with several days laid out for things - is hard to break. On top of all the other frustrations.