WHAT SHALL I DO

I'm sat at home wondering what to do, 
Theres washing on the line ,and more to ensue ,
Theres washing in the tumble dryer
that's spinning never to tire,
The hoovering has been sorted as likewise the shoppin,
That's been put away without me ever stopping .
I could start on some painting ,but alas I have no paint,
So what shall I do instead ,I'm not ready to be constraint ,
The only thing I could do ,is prep my lovely dinners ,
So what will it be tonight , I really haven't the faintest,
So while I think about what to do I think I,ll have my breakfast .