I reckon that I was to bed last evening by approximately 9 p.m. as a result of my younger brother's arrival home from wherever he had been drinking. I had thought that I would easily enough get some sleep, but that was not readily had.
I was still awake when I realized that my wife was home ─ she had come into the bedroom for something (I was using my bandana blindfold).
Eventually I did sleep, but it may have only been around 12:15 a.m. when I was awake again and decided to get up. My brother had apparently been in his bedroom for some time, for his light was off.
It was not to be a good night where accomplishment here at my computer was concerned. Yet I never returned to bed until foul satiation was achieved. In truth, it may have been as late as 6:30 a.m.
I was prepared for an exceptionally weary morning, and most displeased when once again an 8 a.m. automated call came to my cellphone from CIBC ─ I am so sick of those wretches and their hounding calls. I was to receive two more of them by just after 2 p.m.
However, that first unanswered call had done its damage. I tried to fall into some further sleep ─ possibly I succeeded for a bit; but by around 8:30 a.m. I had decided to rise for the morning.
Oddly, I did not feel especially ill-slept despite my late return to bed after dawn.
As I usually do, I came directly here to my computer, and never went downstairs to join my brother for some T.V. until around 10 a.m.
When I did join him, I tuned in Odessa Orlewicz's latest video from last evening, but as yet it is only available on her Facebook account. I don't know why, but more often than not her videos on Facebook will not play all the way through when I use our Android TV Box to access them so that my brother and I can view them on T.V.
And this one froze ─ buffered endlessly ─ around the half-hour mark. I even refreshed the page and then advanced the video to approximately that point where we had left off, but the video only played for some seconds further before freezing up again.
So I had to kill the useless thing, and we watched other fare until around 12:45 p.m. when my brother returned to his bedroom for some rest ere he left for the afternoon to resume his drinking somewhere.
I think that my wife may have emerged from our bedroom and then made her way downstairs by approximately 10:30 a.m. this sunny day.
At one point she was on a blanket or something out in the backyard making one of her live video feeds to her Facebook account for around 25 minutes. She usually does these things while she is having a meal ─ a most unusual technique. She was eating during this live upload, too.
And then I guess she received an important call from Services Canada relating to a recent Employment Insurance application she has been having problems concerning, so she had to take the call and wrapped things up outside.
She was to report to me later that everything seems to have been resolved concerning E.I.
I wanted to get in some sunning today, so after my brother left for the afternoon, I commenced a session of over 40 minutes at 2:03 p.m. while lying prone on a narrow pad out on the backyard lawn; and then I put in a little over a further 20 minutes while lounging in a lawn- or deckchair and facing into the Sun.
This is my eighth consecutive day of sunning ─ this stretch of sunshine has held that long, and my colouring is almost purely gorgeous!
When I returned into the house, I found the bedroom door almost pulled closed, so I assumed that my wife was napping. I fixed up my day's first meal and ate that. When she still had not emerged from our room, I sought my brother's bedroom and settled down there for a nap.
It was quite short, but helpful.
Yet when I sallied forth from the room, my bedroom door was still pulled to. I could not resist investigating, for in all this time I had been unable to change out of my sunning shorts, nor access my nutritional supplements that I had wanted to take with that earlier meal.
Well, lo! My wife was gone ─ she had never been shut up in the bedroom napping.
Did she have to work this afternoon / evening at the Thai restaurant that employs her part-time? If so, her normal afternoon start time is 4 p.m., so she could well have left to commute to work. But I have no idea.
Wednesdays are usually a full workday for her. If that is unchanged, I just may endeavour the four-mile round trip hike to the nearest government liquor store to stock up on the cans of strong (8% alcohol) beer that I keep myself in supply of.
If I do go, I won't likely do so until the latter afternoon.
But with my brother and my wife ─ and even my working eldest stepson ─ all away at present, I am going to bring this post to a close and probably have a couple cans of that strong beer while enjoying an episode of The Last Kingdom.
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