Today's post will be short due to a paucity of time.
I avoided a hangover overnight by only having one can of the strong (8% alcohol) beer last evening that I do my best to keep in stock, for my younger brother just barely managed to sustain consciousness after arriving home from wherever he had been drinking.
This meant that I had to sit up late and operate our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box, fetching episodes of a few of the T.V. shows we follow.
He doesn't know how to operate the device.
I also had that can of beer earlier than I have been starting my evening drinking of late, for it occurred to me that imbibing too close to my bedtime was likely a contributing factor in how severely the alcohol was smiting me.
And so we watched two episodes each of Travelers and Ozark, and one episode each of of WPC 56 and Norsemen.
We've now finished watching all episodes of the two seasons of Ozark, but there is to be a third season to be on the lookout for.
It was nearing 1:00 a.m. by the time I was to bed, and I hate these late nights. I don't understand how it is that my brother sometimes clings to consciousness for streaks of consecutive evenings, forcing me to sit up late like that.
I never roused overnight sufficiently to wonder on the time until nigh 6:00 a.m. Nevertheless, a little further sleep ensued, and then just ahead of 7:00 a.m. I was disturbed by my wife entering the bedroom.
She had worked the previous day at her friend's Thai restaurant, but must only have recently come home after likely partying all night.
When she exited the bedroom to probably use the bathroom, I got up and dressed, for I still had the day's content assignment to deal with for the post I am nearly finished at one of my six hosted websites.
It may have been close to 7:30 a.m. by the time my wife at last put herself to bed, asking that I not wake her today ─ she usually has to be up by 10:00 a.m. in order to start readying for her 11:00 a.m. restaurant start.
Well, she was to be in bed for a bit over 11 hours!
And this is the big reason I have had so little blogging time. I have been unable to have my usual midday or early afternoon nap, and I have also been too ill-rested to care to bother having any exercise ─ I was scheduled to do so today with my 43½-pound dumbbell.
I never even felt up to taking in any Sun in the backyard.
Of course, I also lost the usual three or so hours from 10:00 a.m. onward when I reluctantly joined my younger brother in the living room to summon up some shows via our Android TV Box.
I led the session off with a movie titled I Could Never Be Your Woman. It proved to be a cute piece of fluff for Michelle Pfeiffer fans.
Michelle portrayed a fetching 40-year-old who was becoming ─ somewhat reluctantly ─ romantically involved with a 29-year-old.
In looking at the math, though, Michelle was probably at least 48 when the movie was filmed. But she sure was a delight, even if the movie itself was darned feeble.
Following the movie, I tuned in an episode of True Detective.
My brother never did get any bedrest afterward, and left very early in the afternoon. Thus, I am expecting that when he comes home this evening, he will be passing out and I will be able to get to bed early this evening.
Right now, it is 6:53 p.m. My wife has just finished turning off her shower after getting up from her long day in bed. I have no doubt that she will be leaving us in awhile, for she tends to spend her weekends somewhere in Vancouver.
Such is my marriage.
Oh! ─ I did get some exercise today! Before I got involved in T.V. with my brother this morning, I performed a 6½-minute plank.
Anyway, that exhausts all the time I have for this post, so it ends here.
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