Sunday Post 164

Good afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1406 steps today; secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Hidden By Design’ and thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s fourteen. Anyways, events for today?

~ Woo hoo, 9^th consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until 6;30am, and after one pot :P trip, Daddy Bear and I went right back to sleep coz I wanted to pee once more before PIG mum came into my room one hour later!

-        Success, coz just before 7:30am, PIG mum starts A-THUMPING around downstairs. XD

-        After PIG mum hits me with the eye goo and helps me with not only a bra but a tee (dad hasn’t left for church yet; you can bet your bottom dollar that I’ll be getting the shirt on myself toms), I give myself fifteen more minutes then get myself mostly independently kitted.

-        PIG mum comes back and does Elf’s AFO and my laces for me. I know it’s only coz she doesn’t wanna arrive late for church.

I let PIG mum gleefully FORCE L me to walk to the bathroom and brush teeth (poor Ela). Afterwards, I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also fully leaning against the side rail and starting a mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, asking him please to help me with the patience, perseverance, strength and endurance I need to get through today with, giving PIG mum all the pleasure, all the satisfaction and just suffering for her whenever she decided that only she can be happy and/or satisfied. It doesn't sound very fair, but she's taught me through her actions, if not through her words, that it's enough she's happy and/or satisfied, and I guess whenever that happens, I've just got to grit my teeth and endure. >< *sigh*

-        After washing and drying Era, I walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling :P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.

Breakfast was a little chunky bread ripped into one bowl of plain porridge, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and half a mouthful of milk. Over breakfast, I also continue my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel, asking him please to help me get through today okay. I find it's exceedingly important to constantly remind the cruel and unfaithful God that He has no bearing  on  my good day whatsoever, that I am perfectly capable of having a good day without Him, despite Him and apart from Him, because my good day's dependent on my own good attitude. If only God would remember that ... *sigh* He conned the phrase 'live and let live', so why the heck can't He lemme live the free, independent life that I deserve? Okay, fair enough, we all only deserve death because of Him, but why can't He just lemme live the life that nearly everyone else gets to live?? *sigh*

After breakfast, I let PIG mum gleefully FORCE L me to walk out to the 4WD and she tootles us off to church. Of course, she gleefully forces me to buckle my own seatbelt all day; she also won’t lemme turn the radio on, because she wants to ‘prepare her heart to worship God’, whatever that means. No real biggie; I just spend the short trip finishing my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel. Remember, however the cruel and unfaithful God tries to make my day bad for me, I won't let that affect me because my good day has NOTHING to do with Him; I'm perfectly capable of having a good day without Him, despite Him and apart from Him. See, my good day's dependent on my own good attitude!

-        At church, PIG mum took me to the loo once then rushed off to join the Cantonese service the instant I set my hand on the chair back. Amazingly, I wasn’t the first in class today – Jacinta had already arrived!

-        Think we went through First Kings chapter fourteen today.

-        After service, I used the loo once more then let PIG mum gleefully FORCE L me to walk all the way to the main hall, where I got my usual seat`

-        Yay, for worship today I got to remain seated. I sang everything I knew, plus the harmony for two songs, but like every other week, meant absolutely NOTHING. >< *sigh*

-        Speaker today was dear Pastor/Uncle Chong; his sermon topic was about being willing to do God’s will.

-        Afterwards, I used the loo once for two tinkles, then PIG mum tootled us off to Maccas for lunch with dearest dad. Amazingly, today I got to eat one whole Happy Meal all by myself!! :D

-        After lunch, PIG mum tootled us home. I used the loo once myself then walked myself slowly and safely online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.

-        It’s almost 3:30pm now; PIG mum’s demanded that I drink one mug of water for her by 4pm, and my most important two hours online ends @ 4:30pm.

-        Toms: usually I’d have MSG with Hairy and Pastor Grace, but Pastor Grace’s still down in Sydney right now! Instead, I’ve got a late morning appointment to see uncle Tom the Chinese herbalist for some left limb acupuncture and massage, then an early afternoon appointment with Vincent the physio for my weekly torture provided he’s recovered from his flu. Kim’s coming to mind me from 4pm till 6pm, so fingers crossed I’ll get to read for another hour again! So hopefully bbl, else hope everyone has a smashing week ahead~

Cheers,

Em. ^^