My day:
3 loads of laundry, dishes washed, cat items bought, human items bought (though I forgot an important one), computer desk cleaned, weeks of mail on table mostly gone through, most of the ugly wallpaper removed from bathroom and hours of book reading. Why do I still feel like I got nothing done?
Cats day:
Sat in back window and stared menacingly at bunny that frolicked happily through the grass. Meowed pitifully till human handed out cookie. Stared at bunny some more. Watched human fold laundry. Tore the stuffing out of mouse toy in the time that it took human to walk to fridge and back, leaving mess of sawdust and fluff for human to clean. Demanded food from human. Stared menacingly at human while human typed at computer. Ripped around the house like an insane thing. Gave self bath. Stared out window again. Sat on human's chest, while human tried to read. Got up and left the instant the human put down the book. Stared some more at the human. Demanded more food. Took another bath, while occasionally pausing to glare at human. Curled up and went to sleep.

The cat has more of a life then I do.