I believe that I had my cellphone alarm set for 2:30 a.m. last night to get me up for my five-mile+ walk, but I was awake ahead of then and upon checking the time at something like 2:21 a.m., I opted to rise.
My wife had come home at some point after working the latter part of yesterday at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time.
I was outside and on my way by 2:55 a.m. The sky seemed clear and the air cool and moist. This latter was borne out when I stopped at the elementary school playground three or four blacks from here to exercise ─ the equipment was wet with condensation, so I wore my CLC gloves (probably one of the "high dexterity" variety).
I am no longer interested in constantly itemizing my performances, so I will only ever mention statistics when there is something of a unique nature to report.
I cannot recall anything unusual about the walk that was worth mentioning, although almost every night that I am out the Green Timbers Urban Forest is remarkably vocal with frogs.
I was back home by 4:55 a.m., so my time was quite good considering the stop at the school.
I may have been back to bed as early as 5:45 a.m., but I am guessing now. I cannot even recall when I next rose, but it was well past 10 a.m. My younger brother had reportedly risen earlier than usual, so he had been watching T.V. for some while, probably rather anxious for me to be joining him so that I could put our Android TV Box to work.
I was surprised that my wife was absent. She had never said anything, but I have concluded that she left early to attend a Songkran celebration probably hosted in Burnaby by the monks at the Thai temple there. And since she was likely scheduled to work again the latter part of today, she was too busily engaged to come home in between.
And I have now just checked her Facebook account and see that she had already posted twice before 9 a.m., and Songkran is indeed the reason. Since she tends to spend her free weekend time somewhere in Vancouver, I am not expecting her home again until after her full day of work on Tuesday ─ such is our marriage.
Anyway, once I joined my brother for some T.V. via our Android TV Box, we finished up with the video we had to leave from yesterday due to want of time. It was nearly 1¼ hours (1:14:50) and had originally been published on April 11 to Rumble's Action4Canada channel: Weekly News Update - No Pandemic: Military Psy-Op DEI is Dying! Predatory Safe Spaces? 28,145 Criminal Refugees, April 10, 2024.
Tanya is a phenomenally courageous woman to have said the correct things that she did in this video! In fact, I am moved to become a monthly donor, but I will not do so via my oppressively high-balance credit card, and my debit card does not bear a three-digit CVV.
So I would have to do so via INTERAC e-Transfer. The rub there is that there is a $1.50 transaction fee in place. However, supposedly come May 8, I am qualified to have that fee dropped to nothing ─ such transfers would be free.
Therefore I shall wait until that does surely occur ... if I do not meantime forget.
We also watched an ultrashort 2¼-minute (2:16) video published early today to Rumble's AKStraightSpeaks channel: OJ Simpson, Death Offside?
My thoughts on passing of football legend and actor at a relatively young age.
Yes, I quite agree with her. If he was juiced up with the ki11 Sh0t, then it is most possible that this was how his cancer was generated.
We then watched an 8½-minute (8:31) addition published yesterday to Rumble's Vaccine Choice Canada channel: Wins of the Week with Ted Kuntz - April 12, 2024.
You will have to refer to the video link for the description ─ it is exceptionally long and involved.
I next tuned in a movie I had previously recorded onto a thumb or flash drive, but after 25 minutes my brother wanted to suspend it so that he could get some bed rest ─ it may have been around 11:40 a.m. by this time.
I will report on the movie when we have watched all of it.
My brother let it be known that he would be bringing his girlfriend Bev here so that I could help her to submit her first two Employment Insurance reports. He estimated they would show up around 2 p.m.
Since I am undergoing a Sabbath fast, I wasted no time getting to my own bed for a nap. It's possible I was in bed by noon at the latest. Yet when later I checked the time before seeking the assumption of another comfortable position for further sleep, I was surprised to see that it was something like 2:08 p.m., so I was compelled to rise.
The pair were not too much later in showing up.
Bev and I got the chore done easily enough, and now she can submit her next two-week report in exactly two weeks.
After they left this sunny day, I was soon enough out into the backyard to sit in the sunshine on a deck or lawn chair set out on the lawn. Just ahead of 3 p.m. I exposed my face to the Sun for just over an hour ─ only about a third of that time was directly frontal. The remain two thirds was shared by exposing each side of my face.
It still seems too cool to be stripped down, so I was fully clothed but for my bared feet.
My eldest stepson rose at some point while I was out there ─ he has been working 12-hour night shifts from 6 p.m. to 6 a.m. His younger brother is holidaying over in Thailand.
And so it is that I was soon enough home alone this latter afternoon.
Supposedly sunset is 8:02 p.m. hereabouts, so I do not intend to be breaking my fast until it is dark. But this badly screws up doing any considered beer replenishment at a government liquor store ─ they close at 10 p.m. Saturdays. Since I would have to walk, the store of choice requires as much as 2½ hours for a round trip, and I am already far too hungry and weak (I also abstain from caffeine) to countenance the prospect of heading away by 8 p.m. because I dislike being off on my walks during the daylight.
I need to be nicely Sun-coloured before I much care to be out walking anywhere during the daylit hours.
In other words, the trip is off.
I feel like I could have quite easily napped away the afternoon. A fully nude weigh-in early this evening ─ maybe 6:30 p.m. ─ seems to have me at 176 pounds.
And here I am going to take a break ─ it is approaching 8:30 p.m. Very soon, I shall eat and have a beer or even two while watching some T.V.
Okay, it is now 9:30 p.m. ─ and I managed to hold off on the beer.
I watched an episode of Castle Rock ─ episode eight ("Dirty") of season two. The series has become plenty suspenseful!
I had my meal during the episode, and now I must put this post to rest and be set to sequester myself into my bedroom as soon as I notice my brother returning home. I will be setting my cellphone alarm for 4 a.m. with plans to have a grocery shopping hike in the early morning that I hope will see me leaving here by 6 a.m.
What a life.
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