What the hell am I supposed to do now?

I am 2 hours into my first night back at home, sans baseball, and I don't have a blessed thing to do. I've finished three books in the past two weeks. I have no more. I don't want to write these thank-you letters from last week's interviews. The laundry's in the washing machine. I refuse to put any more energy into this city - it's given me nothing on prior energy investments. So. What to do next? Any suggestions for books? Hobbies to pick up?