No early bedtime for me last evening ─ my younger brother arrived home before the 9:00 p.m. curfew that he does not realize he has. If he is not home before 9:00 p.m. from wherever it is that he has been drinking, then I refuse to take the chance on him that he will have the ability to hold onto consciousness to watch episodes of the T.V. series we follow.
We watch our shows through 'apps' that I have downloaded into our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box, and its operation is mine alone ─ he has no expertise with the device.
There are series that I watch without him because I don't expect him to have that much interest in them ─ one of these is Good Behavior. My brother has occasionally arrived home while I have had an episode tuned in, so he has seen a little of the series, and understands that the lead female character is involved with a hitman.
Well, he did so again last evening, and reasonably early into the episode ─ the penultimate episode of the first season. I then decided to use the season finale as a test to gauge just how capable my brother was of retaining consciousness. If he began passing out, I could shut it down and watch whatever remained at my leisure.
In contrast, if I had tuned in an episode of one of the shows that we follow together and he began to pass out, then by shutting it down I would be sentencing myself to having to watch the whole episode over again from the start the next morning when he was sober, since obviously my drunk brother was too far gone to have been immersed into it.
This has happened to me so damned often that it is one reason I now have that arbitrary 9:00 p.m. curfew for him that he knows nothing about.
He goes to the bar every single afternoon, I should explain. Whether he recognizes it in himself, he is an alcoholic.
The 9:00 p.m. curfew allows me to get to bed early. And the truth is that I do not much like sitting up deep into the midnight hour night after night.
By getting to bed early, I am able to rise very early in the a.m., and put work into whatever post I have on the go at one of my six hosted websites. As well, sometimes I am even able to get out for a walk well before the coming of the dawn. I despise being out during the busy daytime.
In linking to that Wikipedia article on Good Behavior, I read with considerable surprise that lead actress Michelle Dockery is not only English, but she had a lead role in the Western T.V. series Godless ─ she portrayed the widowed ranch owner living with her 'half-breed' young son and her Indian mother-in-law.
I had no idea that I had seen the actress so regularly before ─ my brother and I had watched the full Godless series sometime last year.
Well, now I am going to have to let my brother in on that wee gem, and include him in on the episodes of the remaining season of Good Behavior.
My wife had worked at her friend's Thai restaurant yesterday, and I was still up with my brother when she arrived home late into the evening. Despite my late hour finally getting to bed (a little after 1:00 a.m., I believe), she did not follow suit for quite some time.
My morning never began today until maybe 7:30 a.m. Normally, my wife does not rise to begin readying for work until around 10:00 a.m., but this morning she was up by around 9:00 a.m. so that she could do some cooking for the household ─ i.e., my brother and I, and her two adult sons (ages 22 and 25).
She has a fair drive to get to work, so she was on her way soon after 10:30 a.m. for the restaurant's 11:00 a.m. opening.
I omitted any mention of an ICBC issue my wife is presently involved with ─ the submission of a claim for which an ICBC agent has given my wife until tomorrow to supply an enormous amount of detail.
My wife has known of this ultimatum since a week before Christmas, but she has done nothing. Only this morning did she become flustered over it all, thereby also upsetting me.
We cannot print anything here at home, yet she expected me to print out a claim form. I informed her that I had E-mailed her youngest son back on December 18 all of the information that ICBC wanted supplied ─ the lad can print out material where he works.
Whether he actually did do so, I have never heard. However, the explanation I made to my wife served to shut her down, so I suspect that she probably did see the documents and simply dismissed them.
She is Thai and with a poor grasp of written communication ─ the documentation, if she did indeed receive it from her youngest son, would have made scant impression on her.
My afternoon is nigh over, for it is now 5:50 p.m. My eldest stepson is not yet home, so I want to have a bath before he is ─ he will very likely shower immediately after getting home, and waste just about all of the hot water; and so I need to have first dibs.
One final word on Christmas lights. Despite yesterday's post, I have not taken any down thus far, and I have in fact turned on the indoor lights now that it is dark outside. The outdoor lights will remain unlit, however ─ I think the time for them has now passed for this Christmas / New Year's season.
Damn! ─ my eldest stepson has arrived home and indeed did almost beeline straight for the bathroom and a shower, effectively beating me out.
Oh well. At least I ought to be able to get to bed early this evening, for midday my brother arranged to meet up with one or two other guys he knows to drink somewhere with later in the afternoon. And so he likely won't be getting back home too early.
Oh well. At least I ought to be able to get to bed early this evening, for midday my brother arranged to meet up with one or two other guys he knows to drink somewhere with later in the afternoon. And so he likely won't be getting back home too early.
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