My bedtime last evening was 9 p.m., but after a brief nap I was awake again and checking the time barely after 10 p.m. as I awaited the midnight hour and my younger brother's bedtime so I would be free to rise and get some work done here at my computer.
My wife was home when I had seen my brother arriving home from wherever he had been drinking, so I let her know that it was time for me to be making my escape to bed to outwait him. She was herself in this room where I keep my computer, immediately next to our bedroom. She knew what was up ─ that I was avoiding having to sit with my inebriated brother in the operation of our Android TV Box, for he has no facility with the device.
Anyway, after that time check, I did manage a slight further nap, and then again checked the time at 11:13 p.m. after fruitlessly lying awake for some time. And I was never to again lapse into any sleep before hearing my brother at last come upstairs to his bedroom an hour or so later.
My wife was still in this room when I rose, so I went downstairs to wait her out. She's generally very good about vacating this space once she realizes that I have risen, and that held true last night.
I rarely get as much work done here at my computer as I hope to do, so that was no different. Yet I never returned to bed until something like 4:48 a.m. Even so, sleep was difficult to achieve.
My morning commenced when I checked the time around 9:32 a.m. Upon rising, I came here to my computer before finally going downstairs just ahead of 10 a.m. to boil water for a black, unsweetened coffee, and then to join my brother in the living room to put our Android TV Box into action.
I led things off with over 1½ hours' worth of a total of five videos that I had download into a flash drive relating to The Great Reset, and the COVID-19 scamdemic / plandemic. And then I followed that with an episode ─ the premier episode, actually ─ of the T.V. series Altered Carbon. I was unsure if we had ever started watching the series a couple or so years back, but my brother ventured that it seemed familiar, as I had already realized. Nevertheless, as I suggested to him, we were probably both drunk at the time. We recalled barely nothing of it ─ only an odd scene would seem remotely familiar.
That took us to around 12:45 p.m., at which time my brother decided that he would head on upstairs to have some bed rest ere taking off for the afternoon to resume drinking somewhere.
It had been raining in the morning, but I actually saw a sunny break in the earliest afternoon. But it was lightly raining a while later.
My wife rose during the latter morning. She had to work this afternoon at her friend's Thai restaurant quite some drive away, so she left here around 3 p.m. well in time for her usual 4 p.m. afternoon start. On her full days (she only works at the restaurant part-time), she starts at 11 a.m.
My brother was already gone by the time she left.
In her leaving, because I was eating at the time, she had her eldest son (26 years old) carry some of her baggage out to the car; and he returned with some calendars ─ bless my dear wife for that! My brother was able to acquire a single wall calendar at the start of the year, but none of us have since been able to come upon any others since.
I've considered buying one, but only once did I ever think of it when I was in a supermarket. However, I couldn't find any in the printed entertainment section (magazines, paperbacks, etc.) where something like that would be expected to have been stocked.
That my wife would have produced three wall calendars for the house is most fortuitous, for I never mentioned calendars being an issue meriting any consideration. Now I have one here in this room on the wall adjacent to my computer, and I am already jotting in important dates such as when certain bills are due payment. So I am most appreciative.
Alas, here it is already well after 7 p.m., and I have a little exercise that I must get out of the way before I can have myself a light supper. If possible, I will watch a little bit of T.V. while keeping an eye out for my brother's arrival home so that I can hightail it upstairs to avoid him.
I expect that my latter evening nap period will be more successful than last evening, for although I did seek a nap after my wife had left for work this afternoon, I was not even in bed for an hour. That was somewhat disappointing.
But enough! I must get this post published to free up what remains of my early evening.
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