💀☠💀☠💀☠ Against the Tide

It was less than five minutes ere the arrival of 8:30 p.m. that I left here last evening on my hike to Save-On-Foods at Fleetwood, a round trip hike that I have calculated to be 5.972 miles as I walked it.

I so dislike leaving home when it is still sunny out! This is the only thing about this time of year that I really do not like due to the numbers of other people out there, and my absence of night's anonymity.

As I wrote in yesterday's post, that day was the 19th marriage anniversary for my wife and I, so I felt obliged to get her something ─ I had only realized last afternoon that the anniversary had arrived.

Ultimately I was to buy her a dual-pack of two separately potted different 'succulent' plants, and a 750-ml bottle of 2020 The Girls Red wine (Nostalgia Wines Inc), a blend of Merlot and Syrah.

I also bought myself a half dozen 355-ml cans of Bumper Crop Crisp Apple Cider (7% alcohol), and compensated myself for performing the successful outing by drinking one of the cans on my way back home.

The total bill was $78.28.

Note that my lower left leg and foot cooperated and never went lame on me.

My wife was home from working the latter part of the day at the Thai restaurant where she is employed part-time, but I was able to surreptitiously place her 'gifts' on her bed before I did anything else ─ such as use the toilet.

I was in fact gaining that relief when she came upstairs to her bedroom and saw the items, querying their purpose, and the price of each of the plants.

She had clearly also forgotten our anniversary. So I said that it wasn't nice to be asking about price, and that everything was her reward for being married to me for 19 years.

Her response was a sheepish, "Oh."

My younger brother was watching T.V., and it was 11 p.m. once I joined him after dressing down. He then turned the T.V. over to me so that I could put our Android TV Box into play, but mentioning that he was especially tired.

I surprised him with an episode of Vera ─ the premiere episode ("Against the Tide") of season or series 12. It has been a long time since we last watched that show, and are big fans.

Even so, I noticed a number of times that my brother's eyes had shut, so undoubtedly he was not wholly focussed upon the episode.

Afterwards, he did watch a few random YouTube videos before he finally called it a night and went upstairs to his bedroom.

To be honest, I cannot say when I got to bed. Was it past 3 a.m.? Possibly.

I am also unsure if I had two or three Cariboo Malts (8% alcohol). I did have one further cider.

This morning when I decided to get up just ahead of 8:30 a.m., I was feeling rather abused, for I had supped following my drinking ─ that always worsens the toll.

My brother rose well ahead of 9 a.m., so he got control of the T.V. However, he was willing enough to turn it over to me after I joined him around 9:10 a.m.

Putting our Android TV Box back into action, I led us off with an hour-long (1:05:52) documentary that had been streamed yesterday at Rumble's Stew Peters Network channel: Final Days Worldwide Premiere.

From the Directors of Died Suddenly’: Final Days’ Exposing the Scientific Technological Elite and their desire to become gods. The Covid pandemic was the test run for an even more sinister plot to come.

It was darned good, and affirms much of what I have come to believe.

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There is nothing I can say ─ I am vilely hopeless.

It is after 10 p.m. and past my bedtime.