Folding laundry, ironing shirts, stacking dishes, cleaning the floor.
All of these involve an insane level of boredom.
I am aware that this is not much of a news flash -- but I'm struck by how very, very, very bored I've been all freaking day long. And the house really doesn't look all that much better as everything is *folded* in the closet rather than lying on the floor of the closet.
Edit -- Lying? Laying? Shirts don't lay eggs, it must by lying, right?