It was after 10 p.m. last evening when I heard someone come home ─ I had been here alone. I was seated here at my bedside computer, so I closed my bedroom door and anon got ready for bed because my cellphone alarm was to be set for 4 a.m. to get me up so that I could try and be away by 6 a.m. at latest on a 5.625-mile round trip hike to do some grocery shopping at Real Canadian Superstore.
I suspected that it was my younger brother who had come home, and I had no intention on becoming involved with him for any T.V. watching.
Before I had gotten to bed, though, my suspicions switched and I became convinced that it was my wife home after working the latter part of the day at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time. I did consider at least greeting her; but then I realized that she never has much interest in socializing with me unless she wants more of my money, so that was also an involvement I had no interest in finding myself in.
She was on her own until someone else showed up.
Not too much after I was in bed, it was my brother who next got home, for I heard the two of them talking.
I resisted ever looking at the time overnight, even though I was mostly awake for a long while before my alarm chimed.
The first thing on my agenda was a mug of hot instant coffee ─ two heaping teaspoons! ─ with the works.
I only managed to be on my way less than five minute ahead of the arrival of 6 a.m., but I decided to make a stop anyway at the elementary school playground three or four blocks from here for some pull-ups and chin-ups.
I do not recall weighing myself when fully dressed before I left for the school, but on yesterday's early a.m. walk I was just barely topping 190 pounds. However, at the end of my Sabbath fast yesterday, my naked weight was at most 177 pounds!
I found the equipment heavily wet with condensation, but I opted to exercise bare-handed anyway.
To my great satisfaction, I managed five and then two pull-ups in the first two sets; three and then two chin-ups in the middle two sets; and two pull-ups between a pair of gymnastics-style rings in the final two sets. As well, I held the very last pull-up at highest elevation for maybe a 20-count.
And then I had 11 slow full-range push-ups in a declined posture on a cement ramp.
I had initially considered just three sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, but upon eking out those first five pull-ups, I just had to tackle the usual six sets.
Thereafter, applying some pep to my step, I actually made it to Superstore just ahead of opening and had to wait around for a few minutes until the doors were opened to the public.
I did not expect my bill to come to $93 and change!
Anyway, I was back home just ahead of 8:30 a.m. No one was yet up, but my brother soon enough was, and then so was my wife. It developed that she had to work today ─ most unusual ─ and was supposedly with a 9:30 a.m. start that she could not possibly arrive in time for.
I was at work here at my computer when she rose, and quite unexpectedly she came to me (we have separate but adjacent bedrooms). She needed money ─ $500.
I had already given her $200 a few days ago.
I only have retirement pension income, and now $700 of it was gone. As well, I have already paid around $450 towards credit card debt she is responsible for having built up, and I meant to pay an additional $100 later today.
But to give her $500 required me to dish out the $300 in cash that I had, plus arrange that she would be able to withdraw $200 from our joint chequing account. This left me with under $100 in that institution; and I had to give her my debit card because she claimed her own could no access it.
Since I no longer had enough money to bother withdrawing, my debit card was essentially useless to me.
But now I can do more shopping. I wanted to do some this evening. I still do intend to get out for another walk in order to negate having to rise for one overnight ─ and to also allow me to do some drinking this evening while watching T.V. late with my brother ─ but this is aggravating.
She did not share why she so desperately needed the $500, but it was clear on her face that she was in some sort of quandary. In fact, I said as much ─ I expressed that I wished that she would quit creating these messes!
Perhaps someone she works with ─ and whom she owes money ─ wanted reimbursement with Christmas so near, and I suspect that in that case my wife attempted to mollify this person by promising then the $500 for the present.
I know that she owes one of her friends $6,500; and she owes someone else $2,500. That latter person may only be a co-worker ─ I don't have any idea. I just know that the person owed the larger amount is regarded by my wife as her best friend, and is well able to be patient about the repayment. So it is probably the smaller 'creditor' who has asked for reimbursement.
This is all assumption ─ as I said, my clearly crestfallen and subdued wife offered no explanation. She only maintained that she was probably going to get paid on Tuesday ─ I took this as the implication that she would reimburse me.
I will likely get an annual advance of my pension income (OAP and CPP) ─ possibly tomorrow or Tuesday, so there will still be opportunity for me to finish topping up the gifts I plan to give my brother and two stepsons.
So off to work went my wife.
And I joined my brother for some T.V., at his invitation putting our Android TV Box to work to tune in the last 15 minutes or so of a video we had cancelled out of yesterday due to want of time. My brother even asked that we complete watching it ─ that was a welcome surprise.
It had been added on December 14 to Rumble's A Warrior Calls channel: Geroge Webb: A Real American Hero.
Guest: George Webb
Georg.Webb@gmail.com
https://twitter.com/RealGeorgeWebb1
Next I tuned in what I feel was nonsense ─ a 17-minute (17:17) video added December 4 to Rumble's Restored Republic US channel: Anonymous: "It's Time We Talk About This...".
I am not even going to offer a description of the video ─ none was given anyway, so why should I bother myself?
Then I tuned in two videos from Rumble's childrenshealthdefense channel, both of which were added on December 13:
Beth did not want to get any COVID shots. But in order to continue working, she got a Johnson & Johnson injection. While in the middle of an athletic training session, she experienced an intense cardiac event. When asked what gave her the impression that the heart problems she has been experiencing has a connection to the inoculation, how does Beth answer? And has she been able to recover from this damage and return to the activities she once loved? Find out in this CHD Bus interview.
These two mothers have a powerful warning for other parents about the dangers of the medical establishment. “There’s no words to describe what they did to my child,” one of them, Rebecca, laments. And Cindy, the other, sheds light on the often abuse of those with special needs that often remains undiscussed. Their daughters’ somber stories are told in this video on CHD.TV.
There were a couple items I am not going to mention; however we did watch a December 16, 2018, 19-minute (19:12) upload to YouTube's Talasbuan channel: Off Grid Life | Homemade Bacon, at last!
Episode twenty-nine, in which we're shearing more sheep and butchering the pigs.
This is a vlog about our struggles and joys of living off the grid in the forests of Jämtland, Sweden.
And finally, we watched an episode of Chilling Adventures of Sabrina ─ episode two ("Chapter Twenty-Two: Drag Me to Hell") of Part (or season) three.
I had to take a break in order to get away on my walk with any reasonable hope of being able to do a wee bit of shopping at Save-On-Foods when I was a mile or so from returning home on my five-mile+ walk.
I left a little past 8 p.m., and found things to be rather mild and dry outside. But due to how late I was leaving ─ the store closes at 10 p.m. ─ I made no stop for any exercising.
Nor did I hustle ─ I walked rather leisurely, and did not expect to be returning to the neighbourhood of the store with adequate time to perform any shopping.
I was wrong. I got there a few minutes past 9:30 p.m.
I only bought apples, oranges, and carrots, for I had but $40 or so in my wallet.
I was to learn on my walk that my wife left me my debit card and never did touch the $200 available to her in our joint chequing account. She texted me as much while I was out, and thanked me for the $300.
Of course, who knows what tonight will bring? She is a casino addict.
Anyway, I was back soon after 10 p.m., and my brother was not yet home. This allowed me to set up the T.V. via our Android TV Box to play the episode from this past Friday of The Graham Norton Show through the CINEMA HD app that I have downloaded into the Box.
It was episode 11 of season or series 31; and even though it did not feature anyone we knew, it was as usual quite a fun show.
Then we watched an episode of A Touch of Frost ─ episode two ("House Calls") of season or series five.
These episodes are always like T.V. movies without the commercials, so it ran on long enough that my brother bowed out for the night after it was done. I quaffed the third can of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol) that I had fairly newly opened (for I thought that we might at least watch a sitcom).
And here we are! It is just past 2 a.m., so my wife will not likely be home.
Honestly, I do not care to speak further.
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