Ambition! I do not have any!
Writing is going not-so-well, so: today, I clean! My side of the house* looks like a hurricane hit it. And doing taxes reminded me that I need to do some inventory of residual self-publishing stuff while I'm at it.
*My husband and I have divided the open upstairs/attic into his'n'hers halves. We have varying levels of tolerance for uncleanliness (i.e. he is much neater than I am) and we both have very stuff-intensive hobbies (me: books, writing, art, fandom; he: computers, gadgetry, engineering, mechanicking), so it just works well that way. The only rule is that your junk stays in your half of the house. Mine is ... burgeoning. *g* I need more bookshelves.
*My husband and I have divided the open upstairs/attic into his'n'hers halves. We have varying levels of tolerance for uncleanliness (i.e. he is much neater than I am) and we both have very stuff-intensive hobbies (me: books, writing, art, fandom; he: computers, gadgetry, engineering, mechanicking), so it just works well that way. The only rule is that your junk stays in your half of the house. Mine is ... burgeoning. *g* I need more bookshelves.

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I am feeling very accomplished now. I have a floor again! And I found a few things that had been missing, such as the cat's little plastic catnip ball (which he appears to have rolled off to some mysterious place, but he had it for a little while, at least...).