It must have been around 8 p.m. last evening before I finally had a bath. Only my two stepsons (both in their 20s) were home. Since I had not even eaten a supper, I was resigned to having myself limited to just the mid-afternoon meal that I had taken.
When I emerged from the bathroom following my bath, my brother was home and downstairs watching T.V., and my wife was busy in the kitchen cooking. I went downstairs to see her, and when she asked if I had eaten as yet, I confessed that I had not; but I said that I wasn't really hungry, which was true.
I came back upstairs to brush my teeth ─ a lengthy process that takes at least 15 minutes and involves coconut oil; when I had finished, I found my wife busy in this small room where I keep my computer. She was setting up for one of her livestreams that she has become involved in largely as a result of her commitment as an agent for The iCon Group's health-related Thai products.
That website is Thai, so you're not likely to gain much sense of just what the company offers.
Anyway, my wife has been making livestreams of as long as a half hour or more which she has been posting live to her Facebook account ─ and speaking in Thai, of course; but as of this week, I have noticed that her most recent livestreams seem to be absent.
I have now discovered that she has a second Facebook account, as well as a new YouTube account. I once found an Instagram account of hers that she had as yet not used, but now I forget what username she had for it.
I've also seen that she uses TikTok, and I don't know what else ─ I've come across at least a couple of other Facebook accounts that are either forgotten about or restricted as to who can access them, for there seems next to no activity at them.
At this point it may have been 9:30 p.m., so I let her know that I was going to have my usual latter evening bed rest to sustain me for the hours in which I would be up overnight working here on various tasks.
I fared rather well napping, as it turned out; and then most conveniently just when I had checked the time at 12:05 a.m., I heard my brother extending a "Good night" to someone as he headed to his bedroom for the night. When I heard his door close, I rose.
My wife was not yet done with this room ─ I was quoted "a half hour" ─ so I obligingly went downstairs and watched some T.V. She was to take longer than she had suggested, but I was perfectly okay with it ─ I am truly pleased that she is passionate about this new venture of hers, and I sincerely want for her to be successful in it.
I just wish that I had her naturalness with which she records herself. She doesn't display the slightest unease, nor seem to struggle to find things to say. In fact, she is as natural as if she was being secretly recorded and had no idea about it ─ except that she would not of course be monologuing. As often as not, she records herself eating a meal, talking to her smartphone or tablet as if it was simply a friend she was sitting with.
I envy that! I have long wanted to make live feeds of myself to a YouTube or similar account, but I can't conversationally ramble on and on unscripted like she so clearly is able to do. For one thing, I am profoundly self-conscious, and fast go blank. I would need a 'co-host' with whom I could make conversational exchanges, and occasionally banter with ─ perhaps while having a couple of beers, for instance.
But there is no one like that in my life ─ not anywhere near me, that is. I do not drive. The nearest potential candidate I know of for any such venture lives over 3¼ miles from me, and has to work for a living. I am 71 years old, and retired. Thus, even if I felt like I could make that trek and return home again afterwards so very much later ─ and probably quite tipsy ─ we would only be able to record ourselves once a week at very best.
He lives alone, so it would have to be at his apartment and not here.
No, I would need a co-host who lives but a short walk away, and there is no one like that.
But bless my wife for her facility at this!
She was to have to work today, beginning at 11 a.m. at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. Nonetheless, she was up much later than she probably should have been. However, I think that she fared better than usual at sleeping once she did go to bed.
I never returned to bed until after 4:30 a.m., and probably nearer 5 a.m. Fortunately, I also seemed to fare reasonably well, for I do not recall checking the time until just after 9 a.m., so that is when I rose for the morning.
When I went downstairs to join my brother by 10 a.m. so that I could put our Android TV Box into action to watch the latest of Odessa and Norb Orlewicz's Great Rest Summit videos (in collaboration with "Grizzly Patriot" Mark Friesen), I oped to link to Odessa's extended Facebook video that is something like 2:28:10 in duration: The Great Reset Summit - Episode 3 - Alex Newman & Rosa Koire.
Please note that that title is a mistake ─ Rosa Koire was featured in the video from the evening before. Her name in the title of this latest video should have been replaced by Denis Rancourt. However, perhaps someone will realize this and amend that title before too long.
Unfortunately for my brother and I, the extended Facebook video froze into a perpetual buffering status with maybe 20 minutes remaining, so I had to resort to the separate Denis Rancourt video that is to be found at Librti.com ─ here the two separate interview videos are at that source:
- Alex Newman - The Deception is Real: Exposing NWO Framework (Mark Friesen interviewer • 47:58)
- Denis Rancourt - How Predatory Globalization is Driving Exploitation of Resources & People (Odessa Orlewicz interviewer • 1:11:40)
Watching the interviews took us well into the noon hour, at which time my brother announced that he needed to try and rest his eyes for maybe 15 minutes in his bedroom because he was supposed to hook up with one of his drinking buddies at a pub shortly after 1 p.m.; and thus he would be getting an early start on his daily drinking.
My wife had left around 10:30 a.m. at latest for her long drive to work, having me see her out because she had a certain amount of baggage to tote out to her car. She is unlikely to be home until after the weekend, for she seldom spends it at home anymore (such is our sorry marriage).
The day had been largely cloudy, but reasonably mild. And then after my brother was gone, I noticed that it had started raining, and there had even been hail ─ I could see it sprinkled about on the pavement outside. The rain did not last all afternoon, though, but it was certainly around long enough.
Actually, I expect that the rain ceased sometime during my deep nap this afternoon ─ I think that I may have exceeded 1½ hours in bed, so it was serious enough where concerns me, since I do not easily sleep.
But here it is already after 8 p.m., and I should not be eating now. Regardless, I believe that I will at least make a supper of two boiled eggs, a good sliced section of extra old cheddar cheese, and an organic apple ─ along with my usual nutritional supplements, of course. I feel that I could make do with just my afternoon meal, but I would prefer not having to consecutive days in which I have only eaten once.
And in an hour or so, I will most likely be in my bed doing my best to nap away the latter evening as I wait for my younger brother to finally go to bed for the night once he is home from wherever he went to drink. Then, as usual, I will sit up for several hours overnight working on a few tasks.
So that's it for today.
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