Despite the thinking that I expressed in yesterday's post in which I declared that I would not be venturing afoot anywhere until next weekend, I had overlooked that today was Easter Monday and thus a holiday.
I normally go nowhere during weekdays because I detest being abroad during the busy workweek. I do not drive, so I have to walk everywhere I go.
And although I never felt at all like performing the four-mile round trip hike today ─ a completely sunny one at that ─ I was to visit the nearest B.C. government liquor store (Google Map) for the purchase of 1½ dozen cans of strong (8% alcohol) beer and a four-litre box of Malbec wine that is primarily intended for my wife's use when she is home this week.
Try carrying that load for two miles. I foolishly bore the 1½ dozen cans of beer in a pack in one hand, and the box of wine in a pack in the other hand, for just over half the way home. By then, I had mentally worked out that the load was not at all equidistributed. In fact, it was profoundly lopsided.
So ultimately I put a half dozen cans of beer into the pack with the wine, and that brought the load considerably closer to equal. Not by much, but definitely the change was noticeably favourable.
Sure, I could have broken apart one of the six-pack rings or yokes and gained a far more ideal distribution of the two loads, but I didn't want to do that.
It was 4:23 p.m. when I set off on that shopping expedition, and barely after 6 p.m. by the time I was home again. Both of my stepsons were here when I left, but I avoided them noticing me. Although I badly wanted to be offered a ride, the outing was to be my sole exercise of the day ─ just as a different shopping expedition yesterday morning was that day's only 'workout'.
I didn't want to exercise today ─ I felt peculiarly ill-rested this morning. I had been up overnight from after 1 a.m. until maybe 5:30 a.m., mostly working on a new post at one of my two websites. At the time, I did not feel too unusually 'off'.
However, after returning to bed and getting some further sleep, I rose around 8:30 a.m. with the intention of watching some T.V. at 10 a.m. with my younger brother. When I rose, I saw that his bedroom door was open, so I knew that he was definitely risen as well. But the T.V. was not on.
I occupied myself with some things upstairs here at my computer, and then got curious and went downstairs to check on him ─ was he actually reading and not watching T.V. like he normally does on weekdays?
Well, he was not here ─ his van was gone.
I was feeling wasted and had been dreading trying to watch any shows with him, so I suffered no more ─ I returned to bed. And I remained there until around 11 a.m. at which time I believed that I could hear the T.V.
He was indeed back home and watching it.
So I rose and went downstairs to boil water for a black instant coffee, and then put our Android TV Box to use until nearly 12:50 p.m. when he took his leave to go upstairs to his bedroom to rest up before heading away to eventually resume his daily drinking.
I don't know why I didn't seek a further nap, but I did not. Nor did I eat ─ it is now after 7 p.m., and I have yet to have anything to eat beyond one of my delicious hot caffeinated beverages; and after my trip to the liquor store, a nicely creamed instant coffee.
I think some of why I have felt so under par today is because I had two cans of strong beer last evening before having my supper. I think that the combination of the alcohol and then the relatively dehydrating supper set my systems awry. I was probably to bed around 9:30 p.m. (or maybe later) until rising perhaps around 1:30 a.m. to sit up at work here at my computer for the next four or so hours, but I never felt as unwell as I did after returning to bed and then rising again around mid-morning.
Some major adverse change had set in by then.
I must put this post to rest, but I do wish to comment on the season two finale of The Last Kingdom that I watched last evening while drinking those two cans of beer.
I was almost desperately hoping that Dane viking chieftain Erik (as portrayed by Christian Hillborg) would survive to run away with Æthelflæd (played by Millie Brady), but my suspicion that his brother would likely kill him proved accurate.
Although Æthelflæd was a captive of the brothers and their viking horde, she and Erik came to love one another. She ─ a princess ─ had already been married to Æthelred, an arrogant young ruler of a kindgom neighbouring that of her father King Alfred.
But Æthelred proved to be an abusive husband and the marriage was loveless, so Æthelflæd found true love for the first time with the fierce (but gentle to her) viking chieftain Erik.
Erik's own fierce brother kills Erik in battle, but Æthelflæd later delivers the same fate to him just as he is about to slay Uhtred during an even larger battle.
Æthelflæd is now no longer going to be the submissive woman and wife she had been to her husband ─ who actually witnessed her kill the viking chieftain, and was quite astonished by the sight. Perhaps now he will be hesitant to treat her as before ─ or maybe he will relapse, and she will defend herself to his ultimate undoing.
As well, she may even have been impregnated by viking Erik, her erstwhile lover.
Season three is going to be exceptional, I am certain!
As said earlier, Erik was handsomely portrayed by actor Christian Hillborg. My brother and I recently watched all of the BBC comedy series Fleabag (played wonderfully by Phoebe Waller-Bridge) and I now find myself here quite amazed that Christian Hillborg had a very small supporting role in that series as "Klare, the Finnish business partner and love interest" of Fleabag's sister Claire (played by Sian Clifford).
I have just learned this.
I vaguely recall what that character looked like, but I recall nothing similar to the appearance he had as the character Erik. He seemed rather weak and silly as Klare; but as Erik, he was exceptionally striking and believable as a fearless warrior. I wish that I looked that good!
I honestly have difficulty accepting that it was indeed the same actor.
But that's enough gab for today.
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