My wife arrived home quite early last evening after likely working at her friend's Thai restaurant. Even so, I was not to let her presence deter me from getting to bed as soon after 8:30 p.m. that I was to see my younger brother arriving home from wherever he had been drinking.
In the case of last evening, I was thus to bed by approximately 8:50 p.m. My wife was in her two sons' den area having a meal with them, so I did not feel like I was abandoning her.
I was to enjoy at least three blocks of sleep as I waited for my brother to eventually take himself to his bedroom ─ which he tends to do around midnight or soon into that hour.
However, around 12:45 a.m. I was disturbed from some sleep by my wife's apparent overtures to betake herself to bed, and so I waited until she had done so and turned off her bedside lamp before softly announcing, "Okay, it's my turn".
And so I rose to eventually start adding further content into the post that I am building at one of my six hosted websites. I was to remain up until nearly 5 a.m. before returning to bed for a little further sleep.
I believe that my morning may have commenced just ahead of 8:30 a.m., if not nearer to 8 a.m. Whatever the instance, I was here at my computer just before my brother emerged from his bedroom following his morning shower.
Just before he made that emergence, I exchanged goodbyes with my youngest stepson as he headed out the front door to go to work.
Friday is my brother's laundry day, so he took a load of it downstairs to get it started before he got himself an instant coffee and turned on the T.V.
I generally join him around 10 a.m. on weekdays; on weekends, I reserve those mornings entirely for myself. But this morning, my wife actually rose and went downstairs to commence cooking well ahead of 10 a.m.
She was preparing a couple of dishes for the household, for she would be leaving us late in the morning to drive off to her day at the restaurant.
We were to have another lovely, sunny day.
I watched T.V. (via our Android TV Box) with my brother until 1 p.m., and then he sought some bed rest ere heading away for the afternoon to eventually resume his drinking somewhere.
While he was resting, I went out into the backyard and ─ beginning at 1:21 p.m. ─ I spent just over 40 minutes sunning my front while attired in a pair of gym shorts, and slouched low in in a deck- or lawn-chair, my bared feet on the ground.
I was back into the house and having my day's first meal here at my computer when my brother came forth from his bedroom and anon left.
I would very much prefer being able to get to bed early again this evening, but that will depend upon whether my brother is home by the unspoken 8:30 p.m. deadline that I have in place for him. If he is not home by then, I will not be sitting up to operate our Android TV Box and watch T.V. with him ─ not even if he is but a minute later than 8:30 p.m.
A deadline is a deadline.
My wife is unlikely to be home again until after the weekend (such is our sorry marriage) ─ she tends to spend her weekends somewhere in Vancouver (we live in Surrey).
This seems to be the arrangement God wants for me. He has never done aught to provide the means for me to change matters, so I can have no other conclusion ─ years of pleas have meant nothing to Him.
He evidently has no intention of delivering me from the crushing weight of debt that I have allowed my wife to bury us under.
Enough of that. I took a small break for some exercise to help divert my frame of mind.
I still have more exercise that I need to soon get at, and I also want to take a bath. My evening is already underway, so I had best put my efforts toward bringing this post to a close.
Before I do call it quits, I want to follow up on a post I made early in the week concerning Real Canadian Superstore ─ they are mandating that the public wear face masks in all stores as of tomorrow.
I think that it was last Sunday that I proclaimed that I would no longer shop there for as long as that stupid, baseless dictate was in place. But then the very next day, I demurred, citing that the three main grocery 'necessities' which I keep in stock here at home are quite a few dollars cheaper at Real Canadian Superstore than they are in other stores.
I am a 70-year-old pensioner with just a monthly pension as my income. And I don't even drive ─ I have to walk to do my shopping.
But I have re-thought the matter. I have decided to stick to principle ─ I will not submit and comply and wear an unnecessary face mask.
If Real Canadian Superstore does not want my dollars, then I will spend them at Save-On-Foods ─ the only other market that I know of which opens at 7 a.m. Since I do not drive, and I abhor being out in the public once the day becomes busy, I do my best to arrive to do my grocery shopping as soon after 7 a.m. as I can ─ even when it means leaving home soon after 6 a.m. because I have a few miles to walk to get to Real Canadian Superstore.
Save-On-Foods is possibly no more than 1¼ miles from here ─ less than half the distance that the nearest Real Canadian Superstore is.
So in view of the distance that I will be saving myself where toting home groceries is concerned, then for as long as Save-On-Foods welcomes the general public with our uncovered faces, I will shop there ─ even though I will be paying quite a lot more for the things I tend to buy.
I refuse to subscribe to the coronavirus hysteria.
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