I slept in until past noon, spent a few hours laying in bed reading random stuff on my phone, got up and ate something, probably candy, then went back to bed.
Almost exactly 10 years ago. My wife and her best friend went away for a week and took the kids with them. I had a bunch of holiday saved up so I took the week off work and had the house to myself. I spent the first two days tidying, cleaning, and doing chores - so I wouldn't have to end the week doing that and so when my wife got home she'd be happy because that means a lot to me.
But that still left five days of utterly selfish me-time.
I arranged to see precisely no-one (a combination of depression and a yearning for peace and quiet). I moved my XBox into the living room with the big TV. I slept in, ordered takeaways, played video games, watched films with more fights and car chases and explosions than my wife enjoys, went for the occasional pointless, destinationless drive (playing Metallica and Iron Maiden and Pink Floyd too loud), and the occasional walk just to shake off the cobwebs (and maybe visit an old-man pub where there are no jukeboxes or fruit machines or people who will talk at you). I even spent most of the last day just reading a book. I never get that much peace and quiet.
I'm in Canada. My night job is contract and I have to work every day. I actually get a lot of vacation time from my day job, six weeks, but I'm just at home and working the other job when that happens.
Depends what you mean by "chore" because I still had to cook and walk my cat (we're leash training), but I think I spent the day trying to make a papier-mache mask but gave up because I messed up my base piece. Literally all I did was glue paper together then throw it away and it was the most creatively fulfilling experience I've had in ages.
Family left for a camping trip so I had a weekend all for myself.
Went to an XVIII convent with a friend and it was great! Last time I had gone to one was like fifteen years ago so this made me very happy.
Later had fish fish for dinner, family is not too happy about my fish cooking choices.
Next day I went shopping for art materials and had lunch at a nice coffee place, then came back and baked brownies so the house would smell delicious when my people came back.