I have two months of magazines to get through and a pile of books. A messy pile of clean sheets and pillowcases has been sitting on the bench at the foot of the bed for weeks because I just can't be fucked to fold them. Not when there are puzzles to complete!
(Besides, folding sheets is the FUCKING WORST.)
I really wanted to get me some of those fill-in puzzles, but I couldn't find them anywhere. So I did what any rational human being would do: I ordered a set of sixteen books.