Working on not working

Maybe it's the floor-shaking vibrations of machinery on two sides, men in hard hats both tearing down and building up, that has me thinking of fastidious tasks to accomplish today, the first of two unscheduled days on this extended vacation. I'm buzzing from espresso and raren to go. Already ripped out some unnecessary cushioning on my balcony chairs. Thinking about breaking down the dirty old gas grill taking up valuable space. Got my muscles flexed and I'm ready to put on real shoes and start fixing up this place. Lately I've been wondering if 2 trips to Starbucks in one day is unreasonable.