I now cannot recall precisely when I put myself to bed last evening, but I feel that it was well ahead of 11 p.m. No one else was home at the time, but it sounded as if my younger brother soon came into the house.
My cellphone alarm was set for 4 a.m., but I never required it. I awoke far too early and could not resume any sleep. And so it was something like ... well, to be honest, I cannot recall if it was before or shortly after 3:30 a.m. that I rose.
I wondered if this might prove a problem by the time I wanted to be away to do some shopping, but I think caffeine took care of that.
I had settled upon visiting Walmart approximately a mile away. Towards that end I had transferred $200 into my joint (with my wife) chequing account to withdraw, but by the time I left home in the still lingering ground cover of snow from nigh a week ago, I deemed it to be too late for me to make the slight detour to visit my financial institution's ATM ─ it was imperative that I get into Walmart as soon after its 7 a.m. opening as possible to avoid the mobs that would later be frequenting the store.
Besides, I had $175 in cash on me.
I did purchase an exercise mat ─ a "Reebok Delta 5-mm Fitness Mat, Black, Sweat Activated Ultimate Grip" at $54.98 before taxes. It was rolled up tight with a shoelace-like carrying strap that you might be able to detect wrapped tightly towards each end of the roll in this image:
The shoelace-like strap on mine was much looser, and I had to carry it home ensuring that the roll was horizontal or else the two loops would slide.
I have not yet unwrapped and unrolled it, but it's supposedly six feet long and two feet wide. I want it primarily for lying on to do things like abdominal exercises ─ I cannot bring myself to use our carpets that dirty feet have walked on for weeks on end. Now I don't have to be concerned of the back of my head lying on a dirty carpet and then later transferring that 'contamination' onto my pillow, for instance.
And of course, I now do not have the same concern for my bare back, nor any of the clothes I might be wearing as I exercise on the floor.
I was also going to purchase a pair of cheap boots, but the only cheap boots I saw were clearly cheaply constructed. I would have gotten a pair of higher priced boots ─ twice the price ─ but there were no pairs set out. The boxes on display were empty, and there were only single boots of different sizes and of different colours to probably curb anyone putting on a matching pair and walking out of the store in them.
I do not like seeking assistance. I prefer to shop for myself. And since there was nothing set out for me to select and purchase, I bought no footwear.
My plantar fasciitis ─ or whatever is wrong with my left foot for better than these past two months ─ got markedly aggravated over the course of that walk. This is disconcerting. How long am I going to be this limited in the distance and regularity of my walks?
I want to get out this evening to make the 1½-mile round trip hike to withdraw the money I had transferred into my joint account, or I am at risk of it being plundered by my wife. She unexpected showed up at 5 p.m. after not coming home from work last evening, and I have since checked my account and found it as yet untouched, so the money is still available.
I had hoped that I would be able to go out in the early afternoon with my brother, who seems only to have a single can of beer remaining. If he was to be making a beer run, I would ride with him to the government liquor store two miles hence, and possibly even have him stop somewhere along the way so I could withdraw my money.
With that intended, I resisted having a midday nap nor even having a meal while he was getting some bed rest after we had watched some morning T.V. But when he was all set to head out around 1:30 p.m. or so, it was only to be afoot so he could catch a bus and go drinking ─ he planned to watch the Super Bowl game at 3:30 p.m. where he intended to start his drinking.
So all I can expect is that he planned to be toting back a six pack or a case of a dozen beers. Otherwise, he would be 'borrowing' off me, for I shall be sitting up late this evening watching shows with him and further lightening my diminishing supply quite apart from any help from him.
Concerning our morning T.V., I had earlier watched a nine-minute video of a bearded fellow telling about how he orally uses ivermectin pastes, and the benefits of doing so. I wanted my brother to see the video, and I was successful in locating a copy of it that we would be able to access on Rumble via our Android TV Box.
This is the Rumble version, published February 4 at the Vera2day channel: Joe Grinsteiner from facebook.
He has a Facebook account with numerous related videos under his own name: Joe Grinsteiner. I hope his account does not get pulled down!
The only other video that we watched was far longer, but in a somewhat similar vein as it turned out. At just over 1⅔ of an hour (1:42:38), it had been published on February 4 as well, but to Rumble's Dr. John Campbell channel: Cancers, repurposed drugs, Dr Makis.
I did have an afternoon nap before beginning work on this post, by the way.
I might as well begin readying for my outing, despite my wife being home. She's watching videos on her tablet or smartphone in her bedroom now, having done some cooking earlier.
It is 6:51 p.m.
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