Few things make a guy feel more useful than a successful home project.
I'm usually doing these projects for other people. For some reason it's easier to find the time/energy/motivation/gumption to take a project on when it's someone else's house.
But today, after only 3 weeks Out-of-Order, and only a week after I got the replacement parts, I pretended it was my girlfriend's toilet that would, if left to it's own devices, run, and run, and run, until the Carmel water tower was as dry as an O'Keefe cow skull.
Bucket, sponge, pliers, and POOOF! All fixed. No leaks. No drips. No more ever-flowing water-wasting stuck-open ballcock.
And, bonus, an excuse to say "ballcock".
Numbers: 2.0 miles on roads and sidewalks, and a couple more miles running food and drink and meds to/from the daughter.