On the Road Again

Due to not noticing an afternoon text from my wife until after 10 p.m. when I was readying for bed last evening, I responded to it and that resulted in a couple of exchanges that obviously delayed my sleep.

My cellphone alarm was set for 3 a.m.

As for her flight to Thailand at the start of the month, she missed her flight at her Hong Kong layover; and because another flight on the same airlines was the following day and she would have needed to rent a hotel room for the night if she didn't want to hang out for however long at the airport, she bought a flight via another airlines to Bangkok from Hong Kong.

And apparently that act of treason was sufficient for the original airlines to cancel her return flight in September from Bangkok back here to Canada.

They of course are retaining the full fare that she had originally paid.

And now it would appear that she has already bought a flight back to Canada.

This was supposed to be such a cheap flight that the only reason she took the holiday was because the round trip fare was so low that she was not likely to see anything like it again.

Of course this is not over. I had helped her with $300 on the original round trip fare, so there is no way that she is not going to need financial help before this holiday to see her mother and other family is over.

Anyway, although I got to sleep last night, I kept waking up and feeling anxious about my outing because I rather badly wanted to deposit the $365.70 monthly expenses reconciliation cheque from my brother ─ my financial institution's ATM is a mile away.

And it's been at least as far back as July 25 since I last exercised at the elementary school playground because I just do not seem to have the will to get up in the wee a.m. and have the ¾-mile or so round trip walk. I've been exercising in the backyard tool shed in compensation, but doing so is harder on me ─ I prefer the playground.

At one point I could not believe that my cellphone alarm had still not sounded, so I peeked at the time ─ it was only 1:22 a.m., which did not seem possible.

I managed another short block of sleep in time, but again found myself awake. This time, though, it was within 20 minutes of 3 a.m., so I forced myself to get up.

My bad right leg is truly crippled ─ walking is such a slow, awkward effort.

But I walked to the ATM ... and found the damned thing completely blacked out. Dead. Nothing responded when I pressed the dark option buttons; however, I was not about to insert my debit card into the thing.

So I only got exercise out of the venture.

I stopped at the elementary school playground on my was back home. A new one for the older kids has yet to be constructed, so I still must use the smaller kids' equipment.

I don't think it was as long as 20 days ago that I was able to open six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups with a set of eight pull-ups.

Well, I could barely squeeze out six pull-ups in the opening set. I managed the usual two pull-ups in the second set after a 30-count; then it was two sets of chin-ups ─ achieving three in each set was a maximal effort; and last were two sets of pull-ups between a pair of essentially stationary half rings that I honestly dreaded would not be possible at this point.

How have I degraded so badly? I have been steadfast in using the tool shed. Happily, I did squeeze out two pull-ups in both of those final sets, but I had to use my feet to kick and flutter my way to peak pull-ups.

It was excruciatingly stressful.

I returned to the bar I had used for the first four sets and after the usual 30-count, I was able to do a dead hang for an 80-count.

Almost constantly on my mind was that I was going to kill myself with a heart attack, stroke, or burst aneurysm ─ I'm not 25 anymore. Heck, that was 50 years ago!

I finished up my disappointing performance with seven slow full-range decline push-ups on a ramp before making my unsteady way homeward.

It was still too dark to water the front yard garden plants, but weather reports of at least the past two days proclaimed that we are to receive rain today, so I had no intention of watering the plants.

Once I was back home, I ensured that I weighed myself while still dressed exactly as I had been when exercising, and I was around 182 pounds. I felt like I was as much as 10 pounds heavier than that when I was exercising.

Then after a while home, I began feeling considerable overall strain from my exertions ─ even my legs felt overworked just because I hardly ever walk anywhere anymore. I really must try to change that.

I was back to bed a little later than I cared. I heard my younger brother emerge from his bedroom ahead of 8 a.m. to go downstairs for coffee and T.V., but I think that I likely slipped into a short nap.

I joined him well ahead of 9 a.m., and got his invitation just before that hour to put our Android TV Box to work.

My first choice was a 1½-hour (1:27:51) video published July 30 to Rumble's Vaccine Choice Canada channel: Vaccinations in Pregnancy: What You Need To Know with Dr. James Thorp.

Dr. James Thorp OB/GYN joined Ted Kuntz and Dr. Stephen Malthouse to discuss the vaccines that are recommended during pregnancy and what you need to know about them. Currently, there are six vaccines recommended during pregnancy. What does the research reveal about the risks and benefits of these vaccines? This discussion will provide an introduction to our new book Pregnancy and Vaccination:

Pregnancy and Vaccination: Empowering Parents Through Education available now in our e-store.
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Our next (and final) video was nearly as long at 1:23:58, and had been published July 21, 2019, to BitChute's Adaneth channel: Caligula: 1400 Days of Terror.

A 2013 History Channel Documentary narrated by Jeff Wilburn.

He ruled the Roman Empire fewer than four years. His life was over at the age of 28, and yet the name of Caligula is notorious throughout the world. Caligula has now become known as Rome's most capricious tyrant, and the stories told about him are some of the most extraordinary told about any Roman emperor.

He was said to have made his horse a consul, proclaimed himself a living God, and indulged in scandalous orgies - even with his own three sisters - and that's before you mention building vast bridges across land and sea, prostituting senators' wives and killing half the Roman elite seemingly on a whim. All that in just four short years in power before a violent and speedy assassination in a back alley of his own palace at just 28-years-old. But how much of his story is true? This documentary examines controversial new theories about the man who ruled the world's mightiest empire.

With thanks to MVGroup: https://docuwiki.net/index.php?title=Caligula:_1400_Days_of_Terror_%28HDTV%29

One of the commentators popping up throughout the documentary was an absolutely gorgeous journalist I was unfamiliar with named Amanda Ruggeri. Wow! I took this screenshot:

My brother took bed rest following the video after letting me know that he was planning a drive to the government liquor store two miles from here, so I was to accompany him. I should have napped, but I got too involved with other pursuits here at my computer.

We did go; and I now have four dozen cans of Cariboo Malt that ─ with all taxes, as well as the deposits on the cans ─ I believe may have cost me $88.50.

Drinking in Canada is damned expensive ─ even when one buys his own booze at the liquor store.

I never did nap.

Although I noticed some very weak sunshine betimes today, mostly the Sun has been obscured by thick cloud cover, and that has worsened at the approach of evening. The claim is that rain should commence sometime this evening.

Right now at 6:25 p.m. I have exercised in my wife's vacant bedroom and had some supper; and now I am going to watch a couple of shows here on my bedside computer as I commence to reduce my new beer supply.

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My first show was Wynonna Earp ─ episode one ("On the Road Again") of season four. My brother and I last watched the series before this season was yet available, so I have decided to continue with it on my own ─ he was often passed out during episodes, so he wasn't exactly an attentive fan.

I made one can of beer last the duration of the episode ─ i.e., 43 minutes (43:13) according to my GOOJARA.to source.

The episode was finished before it was yet 7:30 p.m. ─ too early for bed; and my brother was not yet home from wherever he had bused to social drink.

My second show choice was The Flash ─ episode 18 ("The Man in the Yellow Tie") of season eight. I was surprised to find myself becoming emotional over the romantic devotion between characters "Meena Dhawan" and "Eobard Thawne". I'm a sucker for that stuff.

My show source was this GOOJARA.to link. Just one further can of beer sufficed ─ so two in total all evening.

My brother got home during the episode, incidentally. As well, I suppose we finally got some rain ─ nothing severe by any measure as yet.

With any rain at all, exercising at the elementary school playground is not feasible overnight, but I may still seek to get that cheque deposited ─ or at least have some sort of walk.

We shall see. At present, it is 10 p.m.