Me being me, I celebrated filling those out by eating cookies (lemon-flavored Oreos).
I haven't gotten much done lately, partly because I was avoiding certain things that need(ed) to be done. "Forced myself" is the right term here, and it took a bit to do because I'm often slow; I admit that. There's a twinge of satisfaction to getting this done — plus it got me out (driving last night, because I got groceries afterward, and walking/bussing today) — that I'll get to feel again when I get other stuff done.
And at least I've also gotten this story done. Different kind of satisfaction! (I'd started that a few weeks ago after an exchange on Facebook.)