I am trying very hard to stop, not doing things out of pure laziness or procrastination. I've always made excuses, like, "I'll get that the next time I have to go upstairs," or "I'll go put the food away when this show is over."
This morning before work I got up and made DH's breakfast and packed his lunch. Made my latte, took the ornaments off the tree, cleared the clog in the vacuum, vacuumed the living room and dining room, carried the vacuum upstairs to vacuum on my "break," I did two loads of laundry that will get put away on my "lunch," cleaned both cat boxes, emptied the bathroom and bedroom garbage and carried 4 bags of trash out to the cans, emptied and filled the dishwasher, put away some of my new gluten-free stuff because I had not been doing it because I didn't know where to put it, and dusted the living room.
I can actually say I did more before 8AM than I used to do all day, somedays...