I ought to have known better than to try and watch any T.V. with my younger brother after he had bused home last evening from the pub he and one of his drinking buddies had been at.
My brother showed up around 8:45 p.m., and was plastered. Apparently his drinking buddy was so drunk that at least once my brother had to rouse him when they were on a bus taking them from the pub, and my brother was unsure if the guy would manage to remain conscious on his own once the two had parted.
I risked pulling in an episode of one of the T.V. series that we watch via our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box, and then I kept studying my brother to ensure that he wasn't falling unconscious. However, about halfway through the episode, he got up and went into the kitchen to start fixing himself a supper.
He farted around through the entirety of the second half of the episode, clearly unable to follow it nor displaying any interest in it whatsoever.
I had no desire to re-watch the whole episode the next morning when he was sober, so I suffered through the full episode despite being tired and cold. I have also been courting a migraine halo or aura now for at least a couple of days on an intermittent basis that leaves me with an eyestrain-type headache. I know it is from inadequate sleep.
So I found it exceedingly aggravating that I was sitting up watching a show my brother had no interest in, yet I was only doing so for his sake ─ he has no expertise with the Android TV Box, and thus its operation is mine alone.
We only have access to basic cable television programming on T.V., although my brother can at least access Netflix through the account of my youngest stepson.
Anyway, when the show finally ended, I switched the T.V. over to basic cable and came upstairs to begin readying for bed, at which point my brother must have twigged to the fact that I was no longer tuning in entertainment.
I think that it was around 10:10 p.m. by the time I was into bed, hoping to fall asleep before my wife showed up following her long day working at her friend's Thai restaurant.
Sleep was not easily obtained, despite me feeling pathologically underslept ─ almost sick from the need.
Eventually I was aware of my wife bustling about in the bedroom (I wear a poor pair of earplugs and a makeshift blindfold), but I just did not have it in me to monitor the time.
I have no idea whenever it was that she finally joined me in bed, nor if my brother was still up and watching T.V. ─ or passed out in front of it.
Around 2:20 a.m., upon finding myself awake, I decided to get up and put in work on the post I want to finish within the next week at one of my six hosted websites, for when I have the post finally published, I want to see if it is still possible to upgrade my computer from Windows 7 to Windows 10 for free.
As I reported yesterday, my computer is probably more than a decade old, and I fear that the Windows 10 upgrade may finish it off ─ I already have problems with it. For one thing, I dare no longer shutting it down. All I risk is putting it through a restart each day. If I shut it down and my machine cools off for a few hours, restarting it then results too often in ongoing freeze-ups that require me to force shutdowns ─ often, this happens a number of times before I can finally have my computer fully load.
I am deep into debt, and only have a monthly pension income. I cannot buy a new computer. If this one dies, then I am in a world of trouble where working on my six websites is concerned. I will probably have to give them all up.
But I want to get that final post published before I risk my computer with the upgrade.
Curse Microsoft and their heartless, endless drive for profit at the expense of every- and anyone!
I also speculated in yesterday's post that we had at least eight inches of snow. Well, after publishing the post, I was talking about the snow with my eldest stepson (he is 25 years old), and he directed my attention to a deck table out on our backyard sundeck.
The table was piled high with unmolested snow that clearly revealed the snow's depth, and we both decided that the level was darned near a foot deep.
This afternoon ─ our first day that was just barely above freezing after several days of quite a deep freeze ─ I took the following photo of that sundeck table. Already the snow on it seemed to be settling due to the milder temperatures, so I was feeling some desperation ─ we may well receive no further snow nor freezing weather this Winter.
Note that it was 1:21 p.m. when I took the photo, and the day was so bright that my iPhone 5's screen was faded right out ─ I could not clearly see to properly capture the entirety of the table:
Then a minute later, I went out to the backyard toolshed and took this photo facing toward the house:
Here in Surrey, we do not often get a Winter with snowfall like this ─ we are quite pampered.
But back to my early morning!
I got back to bed around 5:30 a.m., and remained there until perhaps 8:30 a.m. My brother was already downstairs watching T.V., but I remained upstairs here at my computer until around 9:50 a.m. before going down to fix up my day's first hot caffeinated beverage.
And then I joined him in the living room to put our Android TV Box into operation. It was probably around 1:15 p.m. before he announced that he was ready for some bed rest ere he was to leave to head off and start drinking again somewhere.
My wife apparently had half a day off work, for she never rose until the early afternoon.
She performed some cooking, and even went off to do some grocery shopping. My brother had gone by then; and I was feeling so tortured by a building eyestrain headache that I had to resort to my bed, covering up with a heavy blanket.
When my wife returned, I made to get up, but she insisted that I rest myself ─ she had more cooking she intended to do. I was in such poor shape that I complied without resistance.
I did finally get up before she left for work, but not much before. The restaurant closes from 3:00 p.m. until 4:30 p.m., so she needed to get on her way for its latter afternoon reopening.
I have since had a second hot caffeinated beverage, but my nagging eyestrain headache is without let. As a consequence, I plan to try and get to bed this evening by around 8:00 p.m. By doing so, I will avoid any homecoming of my drunken brother; and I will also manage to get some sleep before my wife is home from work later in the evening.
Perhaps I can manage a recovery by doing so.
[Bloody blazes! My brother has shown up barely after 6:00 p.m. ─ and I, then, cursed that nothing can ever go well for me?]
[Bloody blazes! My brother has shown up barely after 6:00 p.m. ─ and I, then, cursed that nothing can ever go well for me?]
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