- Yay, 3rd consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature did call twice throughout the night coz I’m a messy sleeper who kicks my blankets everywhere and wakes up freezing while PIG mum wouldn’t turn the heater on for me coz she deemed it wasn’t cold enough, but I persuaded my bladder to lemme sleep till after sunrise before calling, and that was @ 6:50am. Then I went straight back to sleep, coz dad usually doesn’t leave till 7:50am during Winter!
- At 3:24pm, I’ve played one game of Bejeweled lasting 6:42. Now, lemme play one more lasting in between five and six minutes, and I’m content to call it quits for today, because I’ve already played one that lasted more than seven minutes! XD
Nature called again one hour later, and after another pot :P trip, I spend the ten minutes till 8am 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*
- After dearest dad had kissed me bye before leaving for work, the teddies and I cuddled and snored, me waking again for the pot :P about one hour later. I thought my period had come, coz the pot contents looked pinkish/red, but why hadn’t my headache buggered off?? ><
- Lol, turns out my period hadn’t arrived after all; the wheat pack PIG mum had kindly microwaved for my wry neck last night had slipped into the pot :P without my knowledge, and I’d accidentally widdled all over it! >< XD It’s dead now, sorry. XD
After PIG mum hit me with the eye goo and helped me very slightly with a bra, I gave myself fifteen more minutes then got myself mostly independently kitted. PIG mum came back to help with Elf’s AFO and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE me to walk over to the bathroom to brush teeth (poor Ela). Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also fully leaning 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*
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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