Although I was almost caught unawares early last evening when my brother arrived home no later than 8:40 p.m., I managed to hightail it upstairs before he got into the house. I was not going to become embroiled in a late evening of T.V.-watching with him, having to operate our Android TV Box to locate sources for episodes of some of the series we follow.
I admit that I did momentarily weaken, for I have 8:30 p.m. as his unspoken deadline for arriving home. But then I recollected that a deadline has a purpose ─ it is the point in time where an arbitrary line has been drawn. If eight or nine minutes past the deadline can be forgiven, then why not 10 or 15 minutes? Or a half hour?
So I steeled myself, and was into my bed by 8:45 p.m.
As usual, sleep had little interest in me.
Over the next very few hours I was to acquire a wee bit by way of stints of naps, but I was awake at midnight and listening for my brother to betake himself to his bedroom for the night. I think that it was around 12:10 a.m. when he did so.
I was feeling very poorly-slept, but I rose anyway. And anon, I was again at my nightly chore of adding content into the post that is so very slowly being constructed at one of my six hosted websites.
I may have made it back to bed by around 4:30 a.m. after first watering the flower garden in the front yard.
Sleep continued to be extremely difficult to capture, but I remained abed until nearly 9 a.m. if I am recalling aright. My brother was by then already downstairs watching T.V.
I remained upstairs until near 10 a.m. before going down to start boiling water for my day's first delicious hot caffeinated beverage, and then I joined my brother and put our Android TV Box into action until around 1 p.m. when it was time for my brother's bed rest ere he set off in the early afternoon to catch a bus and hook up with at least one of his drinking buddies at a pub rendezvous.
I think they typically bus to this rendezvous, for they tend to do some serious drinking when they get together like this, and both of them have lost their driver's licence in the past after being found out by the police.
It is a very expensive and extremely lengthy experience.
Anyway, while my brother was resting, I went out onto the backyard sundeck and sunned my back for just over 40 minutes while clad in just a pair of gym-style shorts.
I then returned into the house for my day's first of the two small meals that I will have today. I was eating here at my computer when my brother emerged from his bedroom, and soon he took his leave.
It was 3:07 p.m. when I started my next session of sunning ─ again, just over 40 minutes ─ slouched low in a deck- or lawn-chair, my bared feet on the grass while I endured the brilliance of the hot Sun on my face with my eyes clamped as tightly shut as possible.
And then I came into the house to begin work on posts in both my private and this public blog.
Yesterday I posted some photos of my wife, who is currently at Whistler, supposedly trying her hand at some new employment venture in an effort to get away from just being a Thai restaurant worker.
One of those photos had as a backdrop the resort hotel Fairmont Chateau Whistler.
Well, today Google Photos notified me that it had created an enhanced companion photo from that image. Have you a preference between the two?
Here they are ─ the original image is the first in this comparison:
I prefer the original ─ I like colour.
My brother isn't likely to be home this side of 9 p.m., but I have not napped this afternoon, and I still have an exercise session ahead of me. I am going to need to lie down and rest for awhile before tackling it ─ it is a hot, hot day. And of course, I have been sunning for over an hour and 20 minutes this afternoon.
So I am going to close here ─ 6 p.m. is nigh.
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