Friday Post 245b

Heylo again! Please excuse the first post; I still get very excited whenever I get the chance to post before midday. XD Firstly, today I’ve only been hard @ work plodding 299 steps (coz obviously, I haven’t left the house yet!);  secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Teaching Children Patience (3)’ and thirdly, the spam count for the week’s eighty-three but fourthly and way most importantly, I’m still owed ONE HOUR and FIVE MINUTES online this arvo!!1 Anyways, events for today?

-        At 11:06am, for my first game of Bejeweled, I lasted 5:06. Now, lemme play one more lasting in between six and seven minutes, and I’m content to call it quits for Friday. XD

-        Then @ 11:15am I’ve played another game of Bejeweled lasting 6:27, meaning I’ve satisfied today’s quotas and will therefore willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

Yay, awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until the noisy garbage truck thundered down our road @ 5:55am and woke me; after one pot :P trip I spent the ten minutes till 6:05am 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*

-        Happy snoring continue for us (‘us’ being the teddies and I), me waking to use the pot :P again when I hear dearest dad come downstairs and start his day.

-        More snorings for us, me waking to use the pot :P once more shortly before dearest dad comes to kiss me bye before leaving for work.

-        More happy snorings for us, until PIG mum starts her a-THUMPING around upstairs and I use the pot :P once more. Only she doesn’t come down, meaning I call up, “Hey, PIG mum, isn’t the pest control guy coming @ 9:30am? Coz if so, I’d better get up now!” PIG mum calls back downstairs, “He’s not coming till 10:30. but you ready to get up now?” So she hits me with the eye goo, helps me very slightly with a bra then leaves me to get myself mostly kitted, which I do after giving myself fifteen more minutes first.

Cheers,

Em. ^^