Today, I:

1. Tightened up all the bolts on all the dining room chairs.  Again.
2. Took apart, re-glued and re-assembled the chair on which the girls had managed to shear both glue joints and one of the two screws holding the chair seat's back rail (to which the chair back is attached) to the side rails.  (Which is to say, only three screws now held the seat together.)
3. Went outside to fix our variable-geometry coffee table, which got broken in our move here, only to find that I'd already repaired it a year ago and forgotten I'd done so.
4. Washed a year's accumulated dust off said table (with Goose's variably-helpful help) and brought it inside.  Why I didn't bring it in when I originally repaired it, I don't know.
5. Got at least most of the upper body of my motorcycle cleaned off.
6. Stripped down the bottom-bracket bearings on the blue mountainbike in the shed that cymrullewes has been wanting to ride.  Found the right-hand side bearing shell and race completely collapsed and the balls rolling loose in the bracket.  Cannibalized a new set of bearings from one junk bike, reassembled the bearings with copious use of grease, lubed the chain and gearset, adjusted both shifters into something resembling correct adjustment, test rode, installed new brake blocks, adjusted the brakes, test rode again, and switched brake cables to put the front brake lever on the right handgrip as God and Soichiro Honda intended.
   (Oh, it needs a new gearset sometime, too.  Chainwheel is slightly bent.)
7. Came in to clean up and ended up throwing supper together first, then going to shower.

I am now completely wiped out, but feeling productive.