A stinkin’ hot summer Sunday that does not promise even a hint of rain is cause for celebration, if only because it creates the need to be indoors.

If you’re just a little like me, indoors becomes a goal to achieve on weekends, and particularly Sundays.

Since I hold off on doing the yard work until Sundays most weeks, it makes the goal of being indoors and doing some fun stuff like this all the sweeter.

Chores are structure-based, and there is irony in that I prefer the excitement in life that is doing what makes sense at any given moment.

Structure or a plan does seem actually to help chores get done.

I had several things to take care of today.

I had tried every plumber’s trick in the book to get the upstairs toilet working again.

The float had gone bad and needed to be tapped to refill the tank with water.

Before I ventured off to Home Depot to replace the fill valve, I was given false hope by trial and error.

Realizing much too late that my adjustments to the fixture would prove unsatisfactory, I nevertheless felt I had exhausted everything I could try to make the old fill valve work reliably (without tapping).

My better half was pleased when I told her I was going to the despot; I mean Home Depot to purchase a new fill valve.

I should have thought this through, however.

I did purchase the new fill valve, but I didn’t figure I’d need to replace the flexible supply line outside the toilet.

Remembering that I never replaced it didn’t seem to faze me once I removed the old fill valve and installed the new one.

I turned on the water, and yes, you guessed it: water was leaking none too healthily out of where the old supply line was attached to the bottom of the toilet tank.

What to do?

Well, the answer is simple. Back to the despot, I mean Home Depot, for a new supply line.

There are only so many hours on the weekend, particularly Sunday, to get what needs to get done.

Returning to the scene of my repair, I installed the supply line and opened up the valve it was attached to so the toilet would fill.

No leaks.

Success.

We were a two toilet household once more.

Now it was time to briefly regroup to think through what needed to be done before I could come to my happy place here.

I had the front and back yard work to do.

I had to clean out the pond filters so our goldfish could be happy and dance once more.

I had to make the bed.

The laundry also needed doing, but I can typically do laundry while I’m writing like now.

I needed to eat something which turned out to be my favorite leftover food called pizza.

I refilled my half-gallon jug of cool water and headed for my favorite mini-PC running Zorin OS.

I logged into my hosting software and fired up WordPress.

I spelled WordPress properly because WordPress’ spell check did not flag it.

Life was once again delightful as I began making the keyboard sing, knowing readers would once again have the benefit of either Bob’s world or the world, according to Bob.

Today it was a little bit of both, I would say.

The chores are done, and so is this post.