Monday Post 163

Good evening! Firstly, Em's been hard @ work plodding 5842 steps today (which D2 very proudly reports as also equaling 138 kcal or 2.53km XD) and secondly, TWFT topic's 'How Well Do You Know Jesus?' but thirdly and way most importantly, I'm still owed ONE HOUR and ONE MINUTE online after dinner tonight!!!! Anyways, events for today?
~I used the pot :P once last night and once more this morning around 6:35am, before having a mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, asking him please to help me with the patience, perseverance strength and endurance I needed to get through today with, giving all the pleasure, all the satisfaction to PIG mum and just suffering for her whenever she decided only she could be happy and/or satisfied.
-One more hour of happy snoring for Daddy Bear and I, before dearest dad comes to kiss me goodbye before leaving for work. I use the pot :P once more and resume happy snorings with Daddy Bear once dad leaves.
-I use the pot :P once more before PIG mum enters my room, dumps all my clothes on the bed, demands I get dressed, then leaves. Sheesh, I'd already asked her to please help me get kitted this morning, coz I was seeing Mr. Jennings for the first time in like four years and I didn't wanna meet him looking all topsy turvy! Sheesh, PIG mum's luck that ... >< but never fear, today I managed to get myself the right way up, yay!
-Afterward PIG mum helps with Elf's AFO and my laces, I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk out to the bathroom, where I brush teeth. Then, after draining one mug of water holding the cup 'incorrectly', I go and do a stinky unspeakable, also leaning fully against the side rail, continuing my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel and asking him to please help me get through today okay.
-That done, I go to wash and dry both hands, before letting PIG mum gleefully FORCE :( me to walk out to the gobbling :P table, where breakfast is yummy chocolate porridge that PIG mum cooked this morning! Thanks to PIG mum who lemme enjoy that with one slice of toast, but zero thanks to PIG mum who wouldn't lemme put any butter on it, gleefully forced poor Ela to hold onto the toast before ordering Era rip it (but Era kept her promise to Ela by combining with my mouth to tear the chunks into bite-sized, more manageable pieces) and worst of all, wouldn't gimme some milk to wash that down with! But vindication was that I poured myself ONE FULL MUG of FULL CREAM milk to enjoy that with, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God's near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
-Afterwards, I let PIG mum gleefully FORCE :( me to walk out to the 4WD, and she tootled me off to UQ for physio. Of course, she gleefully forced poor Em to buckle her own seatbelt all day; we also listened to Westlife's 'Love Album' all day, too. While she drove, I kept both eyes closed and finished my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, then, opening both eyes somewhere along Coronation Drive, Era helped Ela stretch for five minutes, before Ela opened and closed her palm fifty times, holding each for a count of five.
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