The usual Saturday ruminations

Well, I Cloroxed the hell out of the cabinets and radiators and did the dishes and ran to the store in a monsoon to get the papers. That's something, right? Still plenty to do around here (laundry, dusting, straightening), but I'm also grappling with the reality that I'm 16 days away from NaNo and I have NOTHing yet. A few extremely fuzzy characters whispering, a setting or two, a vague theme, and nothing else. I've got to get crackalackin', fool. Once I get it, I have no doubt that the words will flow and my characters, once they present themselves, will start to take over. But I ain't there yet. Can't figure out my novel, can't face the prospect of cleaning the tub. Piss or swim. Coffee or beer. Groan...