Let's see if I can remember everything...
Coffee grinder broke so I worked on fixing it, stopped for coffee and breakfast on the way over to my late DF's house to work on the inventory of "stuff" and leave a box of sorted photos (I'm executor), took DW out for a nice lunch, drove by a house for sale that we might want to see, went by the pet store for some food (since Chewy delivered the wrong package the other day), picked up some superglue for the grinder repair, came home, fixed the grinder, changed the oil/fuel filter/lubed the riding mower, mowed half the yard, took a shower and grabbed a well-deserved beer.
When I heard people say they never knew how they ever found time to spend 50 hours in an office I didn't believe them. Now I do!
EDIT: Forgot picking up a couple of wheelbarrow's full of branches and various debris from the winter so I could mow.