The Breaks

After my younger brother arrived home last evening well ahead of 9 p.m., I retired to my bed to attempt to sleep away what remained of the evening, fully intending to be getting away in the early a.m. for a walk.

It may have only been 8:30 p.m. at most.

Well, sleep would not come. I am unsure just how long I lay there ─ possibly I did not exceed a half hour before it occurred to me that my brother just might pass out. If he did, and I was prepared, I could yet sneak away on an evening walk ─ and maybe even do a tiny bit of shopping at Real Canadian Superstore. It remains open until 11 p.m., but is a round trip hike of 5.625 miles.

So I rose and took a peek downstairs to the living room where my brother was reclined before the T.V., and sure enough he did indeed seem to have lost consciousness.

Renewed in spirit, I hastily dressed and ─ cautiously easing my way to the front door ─ I opened it, and was away into the night. If I am remembering correctly, it was something like 9:16 or 9:18 p.m.

I had put on the Timberland Men's Mt. Maddsen Mid Lace Up Hiking Boots that I had bought last Thursday evening, but not yet worn. In putting them on while wearing just one pair of socks, I felt that I might have made a mistake in getting a size 11 instead of a 12 (there were no size 11½s), but I quickly enough realized while walking that they would easily have accommodated a second pair of socks.

So how do I feel about them now that I have walked over 5½ miles in them?

I do not rate them any better than the Teva Geotrecca RP hiking boots that I bought a few months ago.

That is to say that I do not feel the same level of stability that my younger self would enjoy in a pair of non-safety work boots. By the finish of my five-mile+ walks, both of these boots are beginning to cause me some knee pain from the impact of my steps. Now granted, I now have 74-year-old knees, so that is certainly a huge factor in this development. I would need to acquire a pair of fairly decent non-safety work boots to know if it is my age alone that finds me with stiffened and painful knees by the completion of my walks.

Anyway, I got my shopping done ─ just two one-litre cartons of Dairyland whipping cream and a loaf of quality 'organic' multigrain bread.

It was possibly 11:45 p.m. or nearly so by the time I was back home, and my wife was also home by then. When she asked and learned that I had yet to eat, she fixed me up a small supper that was my day's second meal.

I ate that in the living room with my brother, who invited me to put our Android TV Box into play. And so I tuned in another episode of SS-GB ─ this time, episode four of the five-episode miniseries.

Thereafter my brother simply requested something short, so I tuned in an episode of the The Last O.G. ─ season three's episode six ("The Breaks").

After that, with him displaying no move to call it a night, I set the SmartTube app to start randomly playing YouTube videos, and that was probably to keep him up for another two beers.

Incidentally, I held myself to just two cans of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol), but I now do not recall just when I finally got to bed. Was it after 2:30 a.m.? After 3 a.m.? I cannot say.

I think that morning for me began a little ahead of 8:30 a.m., and was prior to my brother emerging from his bedroom.

When we again got together for some morning T.V. this largely sunny day, I led us off with an 11-minute (10:55) video added yesterday to Rumble's AKStraightSpeaks channel: 2 of 4 Coutts Political Prisoners Released.

Then came a 7½-minute (7:35) video at Dr. William Makis's Substack: VIDEO - UK's Dr.David Cartland speaks about his COVID-19 Vaccine Injured patients (Feb.5, 2024).

Next up was a 41-minute (41:56) addition yesterday to Rumble's Canadian Citizens for Charter Rights and Freedoms channel: C3RF "In Hot" interview with Barbara Kay.

Major Russ Cooper (Ret'd) engages iconic Canadian author and columnist, Barbara Kay, on the state of Canadian society in this age of diversity, inclusion and equity. Strap in for some high "G" maneuvering as she outlines the contours of a divided and confused Canada on the verge taking their country back from an existential threat. Have everyday Canadians had enough of the "revolution"? Is a counter-revolutionary movement afoot?

I needed to suspend the video when my brother left around 10:10 a.m. to go and pick up his girlfriend Bev and drive her to work. The break gave me the chance to visit the backyard tool shed for some exercising ─ I am still trying to recover some ground lost over the weekend due to my nasty respiratory infection.

I realized last evening that I am considerably removed from being back to normal, for by the time I got to Real Canadian Superstore I had to deal with a badly running nose, and fight the coughing urges. I even had to cut short my interaction with my bored cashier because the need to do some coughing was becoming too strong to fight, and I wanted to get out of the store before it all erupted.

This morning out in the tool shed, by the time I finished my exercising with 15 full-range push-ups following the pull-ups and chin-ups, I was afterwards beset with prolonged coughing. I remember this as a post-exertion symptom of colds back in my younger years ─ it is rather strange to have forgotten it.

The final video my brother and I were to watch this morning was nearly 1¼ hours (1:13:48), and had been added back on February 8, 2022, to Rumble's America's Untold Stories channel: Did LBJ Kill JFK?

Did Lyndon B. Johnson have John F. Kennedy assassinated? Most political figures are killed by their successors. Only one man had the means, motive, and opportunity to kill JFK, and that is LBJ.

After this, it was time for my brother's bed rest. I had my day's first meal; and as yet I had not sought an early afternoon nap when he left for the day to socialize. My wife was especially late in rising for the day, so I was back to bed for my nap before she did emerge from her bedroom.

When I finished my nap ─ I believe it may have been just past 3 p.m., but very possibly earlier ─ my wife was absent, apparently off running errands. She had today off work.

I am going to have an early a.m. walk overnight, so there will be no T.V. with my brother this evening. On my own, I watched an episode of 21 Thunder ─ episode six ("War"). My wife was entirely shut up behind her closed bedroom door meantime. 

The light is on, but I suspect she might have fallen asleep ─ neither of her sons are home at this point in the evening at 8:30 p.m., so I suppose she has little motive to be downstairs doing anything. She was quite busy with both chores and (I think) some exercising, so perhaps it has caught up with her.

I resisted having a beer, but the urge for one is there. However, I will likely be to bed by 9 p.m. if my brother does not arrive home before then to force my had for any earlier retirement.

What a life.

I miss my wife ... I miss the companionship that she once was so wonderful at supplying.