Heylo again and potentially one final greeting for Tuesday! Em’s
potential final, final plodding total for Tuesday now stands @ 2331. Anyways,
events for today?
Yay, second consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t
call until 6:20am, and after one pot :P trip, I spent the ten minutes till
6:30am 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*
- The teddies and I continued cuddling and snoring, me waking on the hour to relieve myself until PIG mum started a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she’d let herself into my room to help me very slightly with not only a bra but a tee coz dad’s on holidays; yay!
After giving myself fifteen more minutes, I get myself
mostly independently kitted. 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 to briush 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.
- At
- Now @
Breakfast was some porridge with one slice of dry
(unbuttered) toast torn into it, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P
and half a small mouthful of milk. It didn’t really matter that I had to let
PIG mum gleefully force poor Ela to hold each bottle jar while Era unscrewed
the lid, she took the pills out and Era rescrewed the lid, because I was seated
and could fully concentrate. Over breakfast, I also spent 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 breakfast, PIG mum sent me to the loo for one more tinkle before she tootled me off to somewhere like The Good Guys Underwood to buy dad a new iPad!
- iPad bought, we returned to the Warrigal Square Woolies and bought groceries before having lunch with dearest dad back home. Just last night’s leftovers.
- Then PIG mum tootled me out to see Aunty Ann for a comfy massage. But fingers crossed I can bbl after dinner, coz I’m still owed FORTY-TWO MINUTES online!1
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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