Today was one of those days. I got in a short bike ride in the morning to test out my adjusted bike before a race on Sunday. I spent a good part of the morning in the office--met with a student and agreed to supervise his writing a paper in the next two weeks.
This afternoon I went through my husband's old mail to try to make sure we get all his IRA accounts rolled over into an annuity. Then I polished the rest of my grandmother's silverplate coffee set that has been on a shelf looking black for years. My daughter had volunteered to help me last week but we got only half the job done then. I put the coffee set away in a silvercloth bag in hopes of never to have to polish it again. I hope my kids actually will someday want this stuff I am saving for them.
I'm not sure the silver should have been my highest priority, but it is one of those jobs I have been meaning to do for years and it is done. I wish in the summer I could do that kind of thing without feeling guilty that I really should be doing something else (working on an article).