💀☠💀☠💀☠ Not a Good Day

How dastardly am I?

My younger brother failed to arrive home last evening by 9:30 p.m. from his 'socializing', so I shut down the T.V. and came upstairs here to my bedroom (formerly, my niece's bedroom) where I keep this computer. I would not be participating in any evening T.V.-viewing with him.

He did soon enough arrive home, but I have absolutely no idea on his state. I closed my bedroom door and continued with my foul passage of time preventing me from getting to bed like I should have.

I was half expecting that my wife would show up following what I am presuming was an expected full day of work at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. I would occasionally hear someone come upstairs, but I kept myself hidden here, and never once opened my door. I even kept the bedroom light off most of the time because I did not want the glow noticed despite the closed door. If my wife was home and not just my brother and one or both of my stepsons, she might intrude should she be aware that I was still up. 

It was my intention to go forth early this a.m. to do some grocery shopping, but I was a fool. I sat up until something like 12:45 a.m. ─ later, in fact, than would have been the case had I instead watched T.V. with my brother.

Devastated at my unspeakable weakness, I finally got to bed with my cellphone set for 5:45 a.m., still believing that I would venture forth to do the shopping, for the store opens at 7 a.m. and may be less than a mile from here. (I do not drive, so I have to walk.)

Despite the late hour, sleep took its time arriving.

Then after it did, and my alarm later dutifully sounded, I rose, feeling both the sleep deficit and the abuse of my squandered evening on my eyes and my self-esteem.

I did eventually get myself ready for the hike. However, by then it was nigh 7 a.m., and I abhor being forth during the busy day ─ it was already daylit outside. I discovered that my resolve ─ my nerve ─ to brave the public was simply not present.

In addition, since due to a five-day shutdown of the credit union where my chequing account is ─ it will not be back online until Wednesday morning ─ I had no idea what the status of the account's balance was. I felt uncomfortable about daring to shop when this information was unknown to me. In my frame of mind, discovering at the till that my debit card was unable to access sufficient funds had me skitterish.

And so I decided to call the errand off for this week (I only do such grocery shopping on early Sunday mornings, as a rule).

There was naught to do but disrobe, and return to bed to seek oblivion and the relative dark comfort of bed.

My wife had not returned home, by the way. (She commonly spends most of her weekends somewhere in Vancouver.)     

I was to start my later morning a little after 9 a.m. It was towards 9:30 a.m. that I went downstairs to begin boiling water for a mug of instant coffee with 'the works'. My brother had been up some while and had been reading the Sunday morning edition of The Province that I subscribe to, but he had finished and turned on the T.V. immediately after I had risen.

With my coffee prepared, I joined him, and was soon enough invited to put our Android TV Box into action.

We were to watch a few videos, but the only one (55 minutes long) that I will cite was uploaded to Rumble by Bright Light News on April 3 or 4: [FULL INTERVIEW] Is Canada Now a Communist Country? -Convoy Leader Tom Marrazo.   

A face of the Ottawa Freedom Convoy. Global attention. Bank account frozen. Interviewed by Robert F Kennedy Jr...

Veteran (veterans4freedom.ca) Tom Marrazo's life forever changed after taking a lead role in the 3 weeks of peaceful civil disobedience in Ottawa, where he also announced the departure of the truckers to the world. Now running as a candidate for the Ontario Party, Tom joined us for this March 23, 2002, interview to discuss his skyrocketing role, Canada's departure from a democratic country to a now lawless authoritarian one and answer whether Tamara Lich is controlled opposition among several other topics.

Join us for this fascinating interview.

I am very familiar with Tom Marrazo as one of the primary spokespeople for the Ottawa Freedom Convoy 2022 before the Gestapo were brought in by our Crime Minister Trudope to violently crush the movement.

I was one of those who felt that so very much hope within me had been extinguished when this horrible outcome came to pass. It was like losing some of my very life. And as Tom says in the interview has happened among Canadians, I also distrust and even despise the members of police forces everywhere.

By the way, in a couple of posts some time back, I spotlighted the possibility that Tamara Lich was false, and somehow profiting from donations being made to the truckers' cause. I now wish that I had not engaged in that speculation. I should have said this well before now.

Okay, with that all out of the way, I am facing the conclusion of my afternoon. I have had an early afternoon nap (during which my brother left to resume his daily 'socializing' somewhere), but my eyes are presently burning. There is a slight chance that I may find it within me to still get out on an errand ─ I would like to see about buying one or two supposedly quality garden trowels, but the store is maybe 1½ or even two miles distant, and it closes at 8 p.m. 

I won't leave home unless it is dark ─ I truly despise being public. But I have no intention of hustling on my walk, so I shall have to wait and see just what time it is once it does get dark hereabouts.

At least the day hasn't been sunny ─ we even had a little rain.

Anyway, with that said, I am going to quit blogging for today and seek some further bed rest. I actually had the beginnings of a migraine aura threatening me during my latter morning video-watching. It has left me with the vaguest tinge of headache.