Despite my lamentations in yesterday's post, I did manage to get out this morning and do some grocery shopping at the Save-On-Foods outlet (Google Map) 1¼ to 1½ miles from here.
I had thought that my wife's unexpected presence for the full weekend was going to scotch all of my usual weekend shopping opportunities. She had been home since at least Thursday ─ a stretch of time that has not been matched in years, I would venture.
The reason for this unco attendance was that my wife had suffered from some debilitating malady that essentially confined her here. But yesterday she apparently experienced an escalation in her normalization.
I had noticed my younger brother arriving home last evening no earlier than 8:15 p.m. while I was watching some T.V. and almost finishing with the eating of my supper. I had no intention of becoming enmeshed with him through an invitation to sit up and put our Android TV Box into operation, so I hightailed it upstairs with my bit of supper and quickly finished it there.
At the time, my wife was busy in the kitchen, and I was to hear her and my brother in conversation after he was into the house. He didn't sound inordinately loud and drunken, but I still had no desire to lose out on the chance to get some early sleep and then be capable of sitting up for several hours in the weest a.m., accomplishing some work here at my computer.
When I went into my bedroom to lie fully clothed and covered over with a heavy blanket to gain what sleep I could and then rise during the midnight hour, our laptop was on the bed ─ my wife was intending to use it later to probably watch a movie or otherwise pass the time.
Soon after I was abed and seeking to relax into some eventual sleep, my wife came into the room and announced that she was probably going to go out. I expect that one of her friends had coaxed her, so she had set aside her plans with the laptop.
She bustled about for a time readying herself as I lay there with a bandana blindfold and the blanket overtop me, but I at least cautioned her to ensure that she looked after herself. She did not need anything like a relapse just for the sake of partying with friends.
And when she was ready to go, she said that she would be back sometime today ─ as yet as I type the words at 5:20 p.m., that event has yet to occur.
Anyway, with her gone for the night, I was able to salvage the early Sunday morning grocery shopping hike (I do not drive) that I had thought was lost to me. I cannot do these things when my wife is home, for I need the freedom that her presence in our bed would remove. For one thing, it would be too disturbing for her.
It was actually somewhat relieving that she had gone out. Besides, normally she would be away for most ─ if not all ─ of the weekend anyway, for she spends it elsewhere (I think somewhere in Vancouver).
Such is our sorry marriage.
And so it was that I was able to later rise in the earliest a.m. and spend time here at my computer until I returned to bed around 4:15 a.m. after setting my cellphone alarm for 6:15 a.m. Then when it later sounded, I rose after a minute or so and dressed, and then came downstairs to boil water for a cup of plain instant coffee.
Save-On-Foods opens at 7 a.m., but I don't like arriving at that store too soon afterwards, for they tend not to have a cashier on duty until at least 7:30 a.m. ─ I utterly hate using those self-checkout stations.
As it was to happen, I was not to be on my way until 7:35 a.m. ─ as too usual, I got a later start than had been intended. Nevertheless, I found it to we lightly raining and very gloomy ─ where I am concerned, excellent conditions in which to be out into the world at that time of day, for it made it seem considerably earlier.
I was to get my shopping done without any issue, although I failed to find one of the items I had hoped to buy ─ a 2021 calendar. Only my brother has managed to acquire a wall calendar for the year ─ never before have we had such a paucity of them. I was hoping to acquire one for this room and my private use.
I reckon that I was back home again by around 8:40 a.m. (I am estimating), and as yet no one else seemed to have risen. However, soon after I had dressed down and put things away and then come here to my computer to do a few things, my brother did emerge from his bedroom.
Unfortunately, I was not to engage much activity here at all, for I quickly suffered a decline from inadequate sleep and my earlier exertions. And thus it was that I made a proper return to bed.
None of this would be possible if my wife had been home. I could never have gotten the two hours in bed prior to my outing, because I would not have wanted to disturb her with my cellphone's alarm. And after shopping, the same concern would make returning to bed in the mid-morning untenable from a conscience perspective.
I am retired, but my wife still works ─ albeit part-time ─ at a Thai restaurant. When she does work, she is of course constantly on her feet. She needs her sleep. And I never know her actual schedule. If she is here in bed, I have no idea if she must soon rise in the morning to ready for work at the restaurant. Where mornings are concerned, she has an 11 a.m. start.
And so I would never wish to be the cause of a disruption of her sleep as would have happened twice this early morning.
Anyway, I returned to bed mid-morning as said, and I managed to spend at least an hour or so there. I managed a bit of a nap ─ enough to prove a help. When I rose, I dressed and went downstairs to prepare my day's second cup of plain black coffee, and then I joined my brother at the T.V.
I was hoping that he would invite me to put our Android TV Box to use, but he did not. (He does not know how to operate the device.) I actually spent a little over an hour there with him (and watched a full episode of Nova that I would never have otherwise bothered to watch). That brought us to 11 a.m.
He then went upstairs to apparently spend some time in the bathroom, and then he dressed into his street clothes. I took that opportunity to vacate the living room and come here to my computer, for I had wasted enough time doing nothing of note there in front of the T.V.
When my brother came back downstairs, he tuned in an NFL playoffs game. His girlfriend Bev is involved in an American football pool, so he has been following the matches, and soon enough he would be heading off to join her to watch the competitions at a bar or pub.
And in due time, he left.
I pondered returning yet again to bed, but I finally decided that I could forestall the event until after some exercise if I first had one of my special hot caffeinated beverages, for I was most hungry by this time.
These concoctions of mine comprise instant coffee and cocoa powder, sweetened with demerara brown sugar, honey, and blackstrap molasses, and creamed with heavy whipping cream. After having a mug of that combo, hunger is no issue for a long while.
So I had my exercise, and then I finally fixed up my day's first meal.
Once that was consumed, it finally came time to have some further napping. I don't know the full span of time, but it may have been from around 3:40 p.m. until 4:40 p.m. that I was in bed. Whatever the case, when I rose it had still not become dark despite the overcast day.
I was alone in the house ─ both of my stepsons had left (one is 23 years old, the other is 26).
And soon enough, I got to work composing this post.
One of the lads has since returned, initially causing me to wonder if it was my wife. As yet at 6:04 p.m. as I type these words, she has neither shown up nor texted. But no matter. Even if she does not show up, it will not be unusual. Sometimes when she is away on her normal healthy weekends, she may not come home until Monday evening or even the early a.m. of Tuesday.
As I said, such is our sorry marriage.
I am going to bring this post to a close, but I do want to mention that I placed an order to Amazon.ca early this afternoon because I am very low on vitamin K2 capsules. Neither of the two stores where I buy my groceries and supplements sell the vitamin. And even a nearby pharmacy only sells it in combination with vitamin D3 ─ I don't need a more expensive combination of the vitamin K2 with a very inexpensive vitamin D3. I already have myself well stocked with the latter vitamin of which I take (as a rule) 10,000 I.U.s daily.
I only want vitamin K2 on its own.
And so the Amazon order. Since I was placing it, I also ordered a pack of seven pairs of Hanes undershorts ─ another product I cannot seem to find in either of the two stores I would otherwise have shopped at for them.
That is my limitation ─ I will only shop at stores that open at 7 a.m., for I hate being abroad afoot during the busy daytime. I would happily shop for these things (vitamin K2 and Hanes underwear) locally instead of supporting Amazon, but any stores that might sell these things do not open until 9 a.m. or later.
I have preferred the Hanes brand for undershorts since I was a young adult (I am now 71), so I am a stickler where the brand of underwear is concerned.
But enough! I can't imagine that anyone cares.
I will be having another early evening of things a little later, and then I will be up once more ─ usually during the midnight hour ─ to eventually get to work on the new post I have begun at one of my two remaining hosted websites.
I will not be leaving home to do any shopping until the next weekend ─ the busy workweek is too unpalatable for this pedestrian.
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