Sunday Post 192

God afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1112 steps (aw, how come I couldn’t have plodded one less step?? 1111 for a total would’ve been cool! XD); secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘A praying Mother’ and thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s twenty-two. Anyways, events for today?

-        For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 2:36pm, I lasted 6:29. Now, lemme just play one more lasting in between five and six minutes, and I’m content to call it quits till toms. XD

-        Yay, second consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call till 6:45am, and after one pot :P trip I immediately went back to sleep coz I wanted to wake and use the pot :P once more before PIG mum came and helped me up!

Success; lol, PIG mum came inside while I was literally the pot! :P I immediately bid her a Happy Mother’s Day and handed her the present I’d bought her; she hit me with the eye goo and helped me very slightly with not only a bra strap but a tee because dearest dad hadn’t left for church yet before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I complied with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first. Whilst doing so, I also spend ten minutes beginning 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*

-        Unfortunately, today I also awoke with a headache … headaches tend to freak me out, coz they’re always located on the right; the brain tumour that the unfaithful God so cruelly destroyed my life with was also on the right and every time I get a headache I’m terrified that He’s trying to blow me up/sth stupid like that. >< PIG mum says it’s prolly coz I was too excited attending Josh’s birthday party last night and immediately wanted to stuff me with Panadol, but I’m planning to give my stupid head till Wednesday morning before resorting to Panadol; I hate being reliant on drugs. ><

-        Now @ 3:11pm I’ve played another game of Bejeweled lasting 5:58. That’s today’s quotas satisfied, so now I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

PIG mum came back to help me with Elf’s AFO and both laces (only coz she didn’t wanna be late for Canto service) before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom to brush teeth (poor Ela). Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also leaning fully against the side rail and continuing 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 created 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 washing and drying Era, I walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling :P table for breakfast, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.

Breakfast is two plain (no honey) Weet-Bix with several delicious Coco Pops Chex, all my usual drugs :P and one full mug of water. Over breakfast, I spend ten minutes 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!

-        After PIG mum races off for church and I’m done eating breakfast, I prop Elf up onto the stool and happily read my book club novel for like seventy minutes.

Cheers,

Em. ^^