The trouble with housework is, apart from being so boring of course, that in a place as small as mine you have to move everything onto the bed to get anything done, then move it all back again. So you really can't start unless you're bloody confident you'll get it finished. I thought I might stick a DVD on and watch while I tidied, but then I'd miss half of what was going on. Then I settled on the idea of sticking the audiobook of Stephen Fry reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire on the CD player, and that did the trick, I now at least have some floorspace again. Actually I don't think I've ever enjoyed the scene-setting opening chapter as much before as with Fry reading it. But by the time I'd done the housework, although still enjoying it, I was really reminded of how long that particular book takes to get going: At the end of two disks, nearly two-and-a-half hours, they were still only just setting up camp at the Quidditch World Cup.
(I was also reminded that I like all of Fry's character voices except for Arthur Weasley - he makes him too old for my liking. In case you were wondering.)