Friday Post 261

Good afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1892 steps; secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘You Are Redeemed By The Blood Of Jesus’ and thirdly, the spam count for the week’s thirty-four but fourthly and way most importantly, I’m still owed ONE HOR and FORTY-SEVEN MINUTES online after Aunty Lucia leaves!!! But she should arrive soon, so fingers crossed I can bbl once she’s gone with today’s events, else wishing everyone a smashing week ahead!

Cheers,

Em. ^^
P.S. P.S. One hour later, PIG mum informs me that it’s Aunty Kitty coming, but not till 5:30! In that case, lemme just note down I’m still owed FORTY-SEVEN MINUTES online after she leaves!! Anyways, events for today?

- For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 4:40, I lasted 6:40. Now, lemme play one more game lasting in between five and six minutes, and I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

- Now ending @ 4:47pm I’ve played another game of Bejeweled lasting 5:35. That’s today’s quotas fulfilled and now I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

- Yay, 2^nd consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until the noisy garbage truck thundering down our road woke me @ 5:55am, and after one pot :P trip I spent the ten minutes till 6:05am 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*

- Daddy Bear and I cuddle and snore, me waking up once to use the pot :P and once more when dearest dad comes to kiss me bye before leaving for work. I remind him to come home in time to watch the Broncos do or die clash against the eels!

- Daddy Bear and I cuddle and snore, me waking twice more for the pot :p before PIG mum starts a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she’s let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me exceedingly slightly with a bra before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first. Whilst doing so, I also take the time to slowly, softly but most hatefully sing like 28% of my shorter second-favourite song out aloud because I know I won’t get the chance to when I shower later.

- PIG mum comes back to help with Elf’s AFO and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom and 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, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.

- *sigh* I had a lousy morning @ the hands of PIG mum. First, I had to let her gleefully force poor Ela hold each pill bottle as she got out the health supplements I was having today. Next, I endured listening to her gimme forty-nine different orders while she gleefully forced poor Ela to feed me breakfast. Morning tea, which stretched past midday, was also for poor Ela. This time, PIG mum, very obviously in her element, gave mesixty-two different orders. Like I’ve said before, however, I didn’t really mind coz I was seated and could fully concentrate.