I cannot claim to be remembering the details of my latter night nor the 6 a.m. cellphone alarm summons to get me up from bed for the morning, but there can be no question that I was not feeling robust. That is no longer anything I experience.
It was just after 7:15 a.m. when I sallied forth to the backyard tool shed for my usual pathetic exercise session: a single repetition in each of the six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups, followed by the squat work to challenge my damaged right knee and the quadriceps muscles.
Yesterday marked the 1st anniversary of the accident, and I remain wickedly lame where walking is concerned. Maybe my time is over, and my sole purpose is to draw my pension for as long as the life remains in me to do so for the sake of family.
But it is a prison sentence having to decline here where I live in Surrey close to the Cedar Hills area. I do not drive, so I am effectively shackled under house arrest.
However, on with this sparkling report concerning my day!
My younger brother was to emerge from his bedroom before yet 8:30 a.m., I believe. It was darned near 9:15 a.m. before I joined him for our morning T.V. together ─ I barely got to sit down before he turned the T.V. over to me so that I could operate our Android TV Box.
Incidentally, I mentioned yesterday how in the past 10 days or so, I noticed that three different apps in our old T95Q Android 9 TV Box disappeared right after I accepted an update they were offering. The first was the Firefox app, but I did not immediately realize that it was gone. All I knew was that the arrangement of the app icons was different, even though it was still alphabetical. I don't use the Firefox app because it has proven too troublesome, so I did not notice for some days that it was missing.
What clued me in was when I updated the NovaTV app, only to have it vanish. It was while scanning for it under "Settings" that I realized that Firefox was gone as well.
The third app disappeared yesterday ─ it may have been Flix Vision.
When NovaTV disappeared, I tried to download the apk, as well as another app I did not previously have. The apk for each downloaded, but when it supposedly installed, there was nothing different ─ I could find no trace of the app listed. It was as if something was preventing the installation.
Well, earlier today I found that this is evidently a thing. A nine-minute (9:14) video at YouTube's unboxd.tech channel goes into detail about what is going on: 🚨 Apps Are Disappearing on Android & Google TV – Google Explains Why 🚨.
I have a couple of steps to try out to see if I can remedy this, but I am going to have to wait, for it is the afternoon now and Bev is up and will be watching T.V. all day until she goes to bed at night ─ I will have to wait until I get up early tomorrow morning.
Even though it is my T.V. she's watching all day each and every day. The woman has no life, nor any desire to go anywhere to socialize. She just waits for my brother to get back from his early afternoon public transit to go social drinking somewhere.
Yes, this is one further addition to what makes my life so rosy now that I am lame and unable to go anywhere.
Anyway, concerning morning T.V. with my brother, I wanted to play a video at Rumble's PeopleForPeople2022 channel, but each time I accessed the channel, Rumble would throw me out to the Android TV Box home screen while shutting itself (Rumble) down.
I finally had to give up. And since I had not lined up anything else of similar ilk to watch, I switched over to something different: Bergerac ─ episode four ("Prime Target") of season or series two.
My wife had a full workday today at the Thai restaurant where she is employed, and was to emerge from her bedroom to shower while I was still locating a source for Bergerac a little past 9:30 a.m. And about a half hour later, she was away on her rather long, sunny drive.
Following Bergerac, I then tuned in the final 40 or so minutes of a movie we had begun at least five days ago ─ this was our third and final sitting of the two-hour movie, which I had downloaded a few months back onto a USB stick. The movie was 2011's Jane Eyre.
I do not now know my download source, but it can be watched at this 1Movie.bz link.
My brother was disappointed with the tell-nothing ending. I won't say aught, though, for anyone unfamiliar with the movie who might care to view it.
I am unaware of the name of lead actress Mia Wasikowska, but I found her to be quite fetching. Her present photo at Wikipedia is dreadful.
We next got into another downloaded movie, but had to postpone going deeper because my brother needed to return to his bedroom for further bed rest.
I was not to neglect my early afternoon nap.
This has been a bath day, so I forsook any light exercising in my wife's vacant bedroom; besides, I rather frittered away the afternoon here on my bedside computer.
I have since eaten following that bath. And now at 7:22 p.m. I must break from this post and try to cram in my usual three T.V. shows on this same computer while enjoying some drinking.
I shall be publishing this narrative late into the evening.
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First up was A Gifted Man ─ episode 12 ("In Case of Blind Spots") of the only season. My source was this 123Movies.direct link.
As usual, it was a very good episode. The can of Cariboo Malt (7.9% alcohol) was at least serviceable. Both were done by 8:21 p.m., and I think that my brother must have been relatively newly home and changing into his 'comfy' clothes in his bedroom ere joining Bev downstairs to get drunker.
Show number two was done by 9:30 p.m., as was my second beer. The show was Legacies ─ season finale episode 16 ("There's Always a Loophole") of the first season. My source was this 1Movies.bz link.
It, too, was very good. The finishing cliffhanger would have been truly impactful if only I believe that character "Hope" really had met oblivion. Instead, I know that her death was just an artifice, grand as it definitely was.
My final show ─ and about 10 ounces of delicious Sommet Rouge wine (12% alcohol) ─ was Harlots. Both were essentially done by 10:36 p.m. My source was this MovieGo.st link.
Initially I was grieved that this show was next on my rotation, but lo! It proved to have the strongest effect upon my emotions of the three I watched.
I never expected in the least that lawman 'Josiah Hunt' had the authority to stop a hanging ordained by the Chief Justice. Or maybe he did not have that authority, which made his act of mercy all the more incredible?
I also could not quite understand why spared 'Margaret Wells' wailed as she did at this mercy, even though she was instead being spirited away to be taken aboard a ship and exiled to America. At least she lived; and that left open the possibility of one day reuniting with her family, who knew nothing of her sparing from the rope.
Yes, a darned good episode. and the next one will be the second season finale, for this was episode seven of eight.
When the show was done, I saw that the hallway light was on ─ generally, only my wife tends to leave it so. Is she then home? I ask at 10:49 p.m. as I update this post. I have as yet to venture forth from my bedroom.
Right now I am going to brush my teeth here in my bedroom, while lying upon my bed. I shall know of my wife when I seek to expectorate in the bathroom and needfully pass by her bedroom doorway to do so.
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My wife does indeed appear to be home ─ her bedroom door is slightly ajar, and the light on. But I have heard naught of certainty originating from her.
At any rate, she is here, and not out partying after work. It is mostly safe for me to transfer over something beyond $108 to meet a life insurance premium taken (generally) on the 3rd of each month from our joint account.
There are only two automated debits from that account that I have no control over ─ this life policy premium my wife once arranged, and some unknown to me other kind of insurance debit of $57 that is taken every three months on the 1st. That latter payment does not occur, from what I can tell, if it is a weekend or holiday, but is moved back until the first business day.
Yet it did not occur today.
I despise having these damned automated payments that I have no control over because I dare not leave sufficient money in the account to tempt my wife when she is partying and ravenous for money to fuel whatever she is involved in.
I must begin closing down browsers and their tabs, and whatever apps or such that need closing as well, ere I set my computer to restart while I go to bed, for right now it is 11:42 p.m.
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