Good evening! Em’s new plodding total for Monday now stands
@ 1874. righteo, events for today?
~ Not only did I have an awesome sleep last night (bid Daddy
Bear sweet dreams, fell asleep and didn’t wake till 6:10am ), I had another dream! This time, PIG mum and I were
@ the Warrigal Square Woolies and I’d just gotten a trolley and PIG mum had just
been about to gleefully force poor Ela to hold onto it when I woke up. XD
- After one pot :P trip, I spent the ten minutes till 6:20am
having 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*
- Daddy Bear and I didn’t get time to resume our Happy snorings
together, because like only very recently (yesterday, even?)e (my room) to hit me
with the eye goo and help me slightly with a bra even before dearest dad had
closed the garage door! Sheesh … *sigh*
- Anyhow, I gave myself fifteen more minutes before getting
myself mostly kitted. PIG mum came back to help with Elf’s AFO and to set me
onto shoelace tying practice. I’m fine with that, coz I’m sitting and can fully
concentrate.
- That done, I let PIG mum gleefully FORCE L
me to walk out to the bathroom to brush teeth (poor Ela). Afterwards, 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 is almost (but never quite *sigh*) bowl of plain
porridge, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and one small
half-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 walk myself slowly and safely to the
loo, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred
and not letting Him push me over. I stay over the loo – bbl!
Cheers,
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