I'm depressed tonight. So it was time to clean house. Not that anyone other than me will ever be able to tell that i did anything, but after spending an hour in alexander's room putting things away (namely a box and a half of his books), a half hour in the basement fishing through stacks of stuff, and another hour and a half straightening up the bedroom- primarily folding clothing and putting it away, it has been enough for one night, even if it didn't help at all.