What to do when you should be working

I don't mean working, not working at a job; I mean getting on with jobs. Essential tasks, employing lists, prioritisation and common sense. But other things and being a distractable twit just keep getting in the way. Like when the house is upside down as you thought you'd get started in good time for the builders coming at the end of July, so you fill up the spare room with back kitchen clutter, then realise that House Sitting Boy won't be able to navigate his way to the spare bed in the sea of toolboxes, paint tins, boxes of glass and that pasta maker - you know the one, the unused one - and you have to heave much of the clutter into the room next door, where the computer lives, muttering "do it right, do it once"....

And how, although you have a lot of packing to do*, you notice that you didn't use the fresh yeast you bought the other day, so you make a thrifty batch of spiced hot-cross-bun-type things - without the cross because it isn't Easter despite the cold weather - then you notice that the yeast only cost 18p, realise that using the electric oven probably cost many times more than that, and that Gordon wouldn't know if you left the yeast in the fridge and threw it away when you got back from the holiday you haven't yet packed for....And you bath the dog, but forget to throw the dog's bedding in the washing machine with the dog towels and have to run another too-small load. (Well, would you wash anything not dog-related along with that dog's bedding? Not me!)

*And where is that suitcase anyway?