Saturday, December 23, 2017

Sunday Post 220

Good morning! Firstly, today I’ve only been hard @ work plodding 304 steps (obviously, I’ve not left the house yet!); secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘What Is Christmas All About?’ and thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s just three but fourthly and way most importantly, I’m still owed TWENTY MINUTES online after I get back home this arvo!! Anyways, events for today?

I used the pot :P once last night @ 2:15am (phew, no random nosebleed!) and once again this morning around 6:20am, before spending 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*

·        Nature called again when PIG mum started a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she’d let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me very slightly with not only a bra but a tee, because dearest dad hadn’t left for church yet. Then she left me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I complied with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first.

PIG mum comes back to help with Elf’s AFO and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCEL 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*

·        At 9:36am I’ve finished one game of Bejewed lasting 6:56. Now, lemme play one more game lasting in between five and six minutes, and I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

·        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.

·        Now @ 10;02am I’ve finished another game of Bejeweled lasting 5:38. That’s today’s quotas satisfied, and now I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD Actually, I further promise not to play again until toms, coz I’ve actually played one more game lasting nearly eight minutes and a fourth lasting more than eight!

Breakfast was some Weet-Bix porridge with one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast thrown into it, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :p and half a mouthful of milk. Over breakfast, while I happily watched Weekend Sunrise, I also spent ten final 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 breakfast, I walk myself slowly and safely online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.

·        At 9:40am, I walk myself slowly and safely to the loo for one tinkle and back, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.

·        Just waiting for dearest dad to come back from church and take me, now~

·        Braced for a stressful arvo @ the hands of PIG mum. *sigh*

·        Toms: it’s CHRISTMAS! Perhaps expect a pissy plodding total from me? Think we’re attending Redeemer’s Christmas service coz BCAC’s not holding one, but don’t have any plans afterwards; braced for another stressful afternoon @ the hands of PIG mum.

·        Anyways, hopefully bbl, else hoping everyone has a smashing weekend ahead!

Cheers,

Em. ^^

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