For a start, I'm blogging right now, which isn't exactly productive per se, but is a nice thing to do all the same. I'm thinking that I'll view my emails after a solid week or two of having neglected that duty. That'd be the responsible thing to do.
I could also spend this time writing or drawing, but I feel like if I tried, it would be forcing it. Plus, that would require moving to my room, whereas right now, I'm at my desktop with a scared little dog on my lap.
...See, right now, we're in the middle of a thunderstorm. It was so violent that it woke me up because the house was shaking tremendously. I got back to sleep, but it still wasn't fully gone when I woke back up. All the same, our poor toy fox terrier doesn't exactly like the thunder, for obvious reasons, and what he hates even more is being alone, so I took pity on him and invited him up.
And...dang it...he's just so...so...comfortable. So I don't have the heart to disturb him.
Meaning, at least until someone else comes home (I'm by myself right now), I'm kinda stuck here.
So, I'll need to get creative.