Either I brought on a formidable hangover from the two cans of strong (8% alcohol) beer that I drank last evening while thoroughly enjoying an episode of The Last Kingdom, or some other inimical condition befell me.
I had retired early enough ─ possibly just after 10 p.m. at latest ─ and managed some sleep before rising in the early half of the midnight hour to sit up here at my computer until around 5 a.m. working on a few things.
I never felt especially different then.
But after returning to bed for more sleep, when I later checked the time just after 8:30 a.m. and rose, I was in quite a bad way. Primarily I felt the mental effects of a hangover, and specifically the apparent unfulfilling need for more sleep.
I felt oddly hungrier than usual, which I don't associate with a hangover.
I put up with it for less than an hour, and then returned to bed as my younger brother was stirring about in his bedroom and clearly readying for his morning.
I arose anew perhaps around 10:50 a.m. I had managed a little sleep, but I still felt considerably below par. Since I had not yet indulged in a coffee, I went downstairs to boil up water for a cup of black instant brew.
My brother was watching T.V., and at 11 a.m. he tuned in an April 2019 episode of Nova titled Saving the Dead Sea.
He had earlier finished reading the Sunday morning edition of The Province that I subscribe to, so I leafed through it at the dining table as I nursed on the coffee. Then, once done, I thought that the Nova episode seemed quite interesting, so I joined him in the living room and watched it with him through to its conclusion.
As I hoped thereafter, he invited me to tune in something via our Android TV Box. I already had a USB flash drive inserted into the device that I previously had loaded with various worthy videos, and thus it was that we watched a late January interview that Dr. Mercola uploaded to BitChute: SARS-CoV-2 Vaccines- Interview with Judy Mikovits.
The video was pegged as being an hour and six minutes (and 59 seconds) long, and it was filled with terminology that had to have been far above my brother's head; but the topic was one of deep interest to him, so he never demurred.
This took us to just about 1:10 p.m., so he headed on upstairs to his bedroom to rest up ere leaving for the afternoon to resume his daily drinking somewhere. I must say that he looked very ill-rested when he took his leave for that time upstairs ─ he looked distinctly self-abused.
I felt myself recovered enough that I decided to tackle the exercising that I had scheduled for today ─ a 'full' session out in the backyard toolshed. I was last scheduled with the same session four days ago, but I just could not bring myself to tackle it that day; and so there was no conscionable backing out yet again.
I am relieved to say that I managed to do better than I feared might be the case.
When I returned into the house, my brother was gone, but both of my stepsons were still home.
The weather today has been rather unpleasant. It is quite chilly, and there is a wicked breeze. At times there are wide breaks of blue sky and bright sunshine amongst the general cloud cover, but on other occasions a huge rain cloud will dominate and the rain will come down remarkably long and hard.
My monthly pension has not as yet come, so I have been unable to do any early morning shopping this weekend. I don't think that I have $18 in my ATM chequing account. But the way I felt early this morning, I cannot imagine that I would have been able to resurrect what I would have needed to have been able to get away and do any shopping. I do not drive, so I would have had to walk.
However, by not shopping until next weekend, it signifies that I will not have left home and walked anywhere in two full weeks ─ NOT good for a 71-year-old.
In my last two or three posts, I have been lamenting the tax return situation I have discovered my wife to be in ─ she may owe over $1,800. As I explained yesterday, my bad eyes have suffered so profoundly from the strain of doing this accounting on Canada Revenue Agency (CRA) documents that I no longer understand, I can not confidently say that I know any longer how to correctly fill out a tax return.
I have worked hers out twice now, and each time takes me at least 2½ hours of suffering. My own tax return was similar ─ I worked on mine in between the two afternoons that I spent on hers. And on both of those days that I worked on hers, the end results have been nothing similar ─ an owed balance that has been in variance by at least $150.
I just cannot face putting in that sort of stressful time working on our tax returns again, so I am going to give some free CRA-approved tax preparation software a try.
And so toward that end, I am going to call an end to today's post so that I can investigate just what this software involves, and which progamme or programmes I should look into and give a try.
Perhaps I will have discovered a tax software programme that is praiseworthy ─ one that is straightforward and perhaps even enlightening. If so, I will most certainly be writing of it in my next post.
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