Bored by choice

Maybe I'm being too big of a baby. I can't find any thing to do. Er...well I can. Just nothing I truly want to do. My apartment at the moment looks as if a tornado swept through multiple times. I don't think I'm holding up my end of the marriage bargain really well. Most women would be dutifully cleaning up their house and making sure everything is squeaky clean. While I am sitting in front of the computer grasping for any sign of life outside of my pitiful one.