Wednesday Post 267b

Heylo again and please excuse the first post; I still get too excited whenever I get the chance to post before midday. XD firstly, today I’ve only been hard @ work plodding 318 steps (obviously, I’ve not left the house yet) and secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘This Year Invest What God Has Given You’ but thirdly and way most importantly, I’m still owed TWENTY-SEVEN MINUTES online after Aunty Deana leaves @ 1:30pm!! Anyways, events for today?

I used the pot :P once @ 12:30am last night and once again around 6am this morning, before spending the 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*

• At 11:10am, I’ve finished one game of Bejeweled lasting 5:38. Now, lemme play one more game lasting in between six and seven minutes, and I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
• The teddies and I cuddled and snored, me waking to use the pot :P again when dearest dad came to kiss me bye. “Where are you going, dad?” I asked him sleepily. “It’s only 7:20am now and you don’t usually leave for work till 7:45am. Besides, aren’t you on holidays right now?” Dad laughed, saying he was going to Uncle Peter’s place (he rang last night, remember?) for some work. He also asked me who Connor was, but I’d momentarily forgotten!” “he’s a present from Cass and Kim last year,” I explained to dad. After he’d gone outside, Connor wailed loudly did I not love him; how could I forget his name?? Suddenly I remembered it, and called dad back inside to inform him that the teddy’s name’s Connor. Connor has forgiven me, now. XD
• The teddies and I cuddled and snored, me waking again for the pot :P shortly before PIG mum starts a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she comnes to hit me with the eye goo and help me exceedingly slightly with a bra strap before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first.

PIG mum came 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 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*

Cheers,

Em. ^^