Happily, I was to bed early last evening ─ my second consecutive such evening ─ because my younger brother had not yet bused home from the bar he had gone to in the afternoon.
I was in bed before 9:10 p.m.
Unfortunately, I had difficulty relaxing enough to easily get to sleep because I never know when my wife is going to show up following her long day working at her friend's Thai restaurant. Even so, I felt comfortable enough. It was the second day in which I have abstained from taking vitamin B supplements after reading early Sunday morning that people who happen to have a sufficient population of the proper four intestinal bacteria that together are capable of producing all eight of the B vitamins, are at risk of courting insomnia because their bodies are in a state of excitation from an overabundance of the B vitamins if potent supplementations are being taken.
I have been taking a B100 complex; and I have been taking supplemental B complex vitamins for years. Consequently, this is an avenue I am exploring to determine if these supplements may be at the root of why my sleep is so difficult.
I still slept in fractured fashion last night, but at least I was always comfortable and quite able to return to sleep between each period of wakefulness.
As it happened, my brother retired during the midnight hour, and I rose immediately upon realizing this ─ my wife was not yet home.
And I was soon at work on the post I have in development at one of my six hosted websites.
Before too long, my wife finally showed up.
I had some short conversation with her downstairs as she had a snack before she began preparing for bed.
It is peculiar, but when I have finished doing the work I want to get done on that website post, I find myself delaying my return to bed. Just as the night before, it was probably around 4:30 a.m. or later before I made that return.
And by about 7:30 a.m., even though I still felt poorly-slept, I was again ready to rise for the morning. My eldest stepson was up, and had not gone to work. It was snowing outside, and the ground was covered in white.
My wife rose around 9:00 a.m., and my brother well past 9:30 a.m. At least my wife had her son to communicate with ─ I am sure that was a pleasant and welcome change for her, since he is practically always in bed by the time she gets home in the evening; and he is gone to work by the time she rises to begin her workday.
It has snowed all day since before the break of dawn; yet oddly enough, we don't seem to have much more than an inch of the stuff on the ground.
And for the second day in well less than a week, my brother has not gone to the bar. It has been several years since he has not gone forth to drink; and now in less than a week, he has remained home on two separate days.
Of course, he has a cold. And he also has to bus ─ he is into his third month of a driving suspension. It takes a little more determination to get out drinking when one has to bus back and forth.
This has significance for me, though. Specifically, it means that I have no hope of getting to bed early this evening. I will have to sit up into the midnight hour operating our T9 Android 8.1 TV Box to fetch entertainment for him and I (he does not understand how to operate the device).
As the afternoon draws to a close and 6:00 p.m. is nigh, he has been watching T.V., but I have not let that deter me from my blogging obligations. I have already posted into my private blog, and now I am involved in this one.
Soon enough I will join him, and my intention is to lead off the evening's entertainment with a movie before I start tuning in episodes of a few of the T.V. series we follow.
I refrained from taking any photos of the day's new snowfall because Google Photos has notified me that it has created a collage from five of the photos that were taken two years ago when my wife made a trip back to Thailand to visit family and friends there.
Obviously I have the trip photos uploaded into a Google Photos album.
Anyway, here is the collage:
I have been unable to learn just where those Buddhas are, but I am sure the location is somewhere in Udon Thani, and probably not too far from Udon Thani city, since my wife's home village is quite near to it.
I have located the five original photos, so here they are ─ the woman in the second photo is someone my wife always identifies as being her "sister-cousin":
I wish I could offer more information, but I know nothing.
Returning briefly to the subject of our snow, just a few days ago I was lamenting that I never sallied forth afoot when we had a recent snowfall of eight or more inches.
I have a pair of heavy boots that are only suited for that sort of weather, so I do not wear them at any other time of the year. But I had been too broke to go shopping (I do not drive), and thus I had remained home throughout the existence of that substantial onding of snow.
And then it was gone.
And it seemed that suitable weather for the donning of those boots had also gone for this Winter.
Now I have one more chance to put some wear on those boots before I have to abandon them for yet another entire year.
Yay!
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