I slept poorly last night. My cellphone alarm was set for 4 a.m., but I was so unpleasantly awake that I finally checked the time around 2:04 a.m., and it seemed to me that I never did sleep thereafter.
I blame the comparative excess of alcohol consumed last evening, for I felt myself to be into a hangover state.
Nevertheless, after a very stiff mug of instant coffee with the works, I did eventually normalize, and my plan to make the 5.625-mile round trip hike to Real Canadian Superstore became less formidable.
However, I never got away ahead of 6 a.m. as I had meant to do.
We had some rain overnight; and despite my late start on my walk, I did stop at the elementary school playground three or four blocks from here to at least essay three sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, not bothering to try to wipe the jungle gym monkey bars dry that I would be using.
I managed three repetitions in all three sets, and I even held the final pull-up between two bars for a 15-count at highest elevation.
I was impressed by how dark it remained on my walk; even as I was approaching the store around 7:05 a.m., it was still gloomy. Had we not recently been forced to set our clocks back an hour, it would have been 8:05 a.m. and by then I would have been most of the way home. In other words, it would still have been night when I left the store.
About a mile after leaving home, I finally deposited the monthly expenses reconciliation cheque for something abound $280 that my younger brother gave me around November 1st.
I later made a $100 payment online towards a credit card debt my wife racked up; and this evening I will withdraw $150 so as to leave little in the account.
The only true event of interest on the walk was that after I was walking along 100th Avenue and had just come to where there is an intersection with a spur of 143rd Street (Google Map) ─ I was walking to 144th Street ─ a grey shape rose up from a small plot of grass immediately at the left of that spur and slowly but powerfully ascended across 100th Avenue and into the tree tops of the forest there.
I am certain that it was a barred owl, reputed to be residents of the forest.
Anyway, I did not buy very much at all, and carried everything home in my left hand, never feeling the need to switch over to my right.
My brother had not yet risen, so I took the opportunity for some bed rest.
When later I correctly figured that he had the T.V. on, I joined him. And after he invited me to put our Android TV Box into action, I turned in a fairly short segment ─ maybe 15 minutes or so ─ that I wanted him to watch of a much longer video.
And then I tuned in an episode of 1883 ─ episode six "Boring the Devil".
That finished at 11:30 a.m., and by then my brother was set for some bed rest. He claimed that he wanted to get in a walk before watching football ─ apparently the Grey Cup game is on even as I type these words at 4:25 p.m., having begun at 3 p.m. or so.
He actually left for the day before I had yet sought an early afternoon nap.
My plan is to get out after dark for a five-mile+ walk that will see me do some further grocery shopping (this time at Save-On-Foods) when I am about a mile from home on the return. I am feeling inclined to have some Kraken Black Spiced Rum (47% alcohol) first, though.
The walk will free me up from any obligation for a wee a.m. walk overnight, and I will thus be able to sit up this evening having a couple cans of of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) while watching some T.V. (via our Android TV Box) with my brother.
Now I think I'll go and check out that Grey Cup game while it's still live.
Well, apparently the game is betwixt Winnipeg and Montreal ─ Vancouver isn't even involved. So ... no interest here!
Instead, I watched an episode of Cybill ─ this time, season three's episode eight ("Going to Hell in a Limo: Part 1"). I also drank a brimming shot glass of Kraken.
I ought to be feeling it for some time. I'll should be on my way with that walk very soon after 6 p.m., so I might even be back home before my brother returns for the night.
Signing off for today!
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