Here it is half-past noon-time, and I have been on the fargin job for 7 hours awreddy.
Hadda drill and set concrete stubs in and mount a 150' garden hose wrap-em-up thingy on the side of the Chateau. Got the stinkin' monster hose un-knotted finally and installed. Then I hosed and scrubbed the front porch. Peacock poop and gorgeous little feathers the belong as earrings all over.
Next was a trip to Ace Hardware for a toilet handle arm replacement, a chain, and a new rubber flapper thingy. Got them installed. Turns out the handle arm thingy came with a chain. Too bad. I ain't bringing the extra one back.
That brought me to the blue 55-gal water drum. Hadda get it out from under everything and drag it outa the garage to clean it. I noticed that the pump hose that you stick down into the barrel was way too short (I probably used parts of it over the years for other needs) so here comes Ace Hardware again. Got back and got the pump hose assembly fixed; put my three Tbsp of bleach into the drum, adding water using my sanitary drinking water hose until the drum was full.
Now I have 55 gallons of drinking water available. YAY!
Hadda go on the 55-gal drum route because my WaterBOB finally died as I was filling it in a bathtub this morning <-- the decades old plastic busted, making a tubful of wasted water. Shitdamnhellpisspoopbitchturdfartbubble. Liked to give me a hemmorhoid trying to get the fargin water out through the fargin rip so I could get the fargin plastic relic into the garbage. (recycle)