Good afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work
plodding 1307 steps; secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Strengthen Your Faith (3)’ and
thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s six. Anyways, events for today?
Yay, awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until 5:50am , and after one pot :P trip, I spent the
ten minutes till 6am 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*
- Usually,
nature calls every hour after that first morning call, but for some reason
Daddy Bear and I cuddled and snored till like
- After she lets herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me very slightly not only with a bra but a tee because dearest dad hasn’t left for church yet, she leaves me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first.
PIG mum returns to help with Elf’s AFO and both laces, after
which I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk 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 I also spend ten minutes 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
- 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. Breakfast is some porridge with one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast torn into it, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and one full mug of milk, which I pour for myself after PIG mum’s gone upstairs to get changed. Over breakfast I happily watch Weekend Sunrise; thanks to dearest dad who left the television on!
- Now @
After breakfast, I let PIG mum gleefully FORCE L
me to walk to the 4WD, and she tootled us off to church. Of course, she
gleefully forced me to buckle my own seatbelt all day; neither would she lemme
turn the music on, coz she was ‘too busy preparing her heart to worship God’,
whatever that really means. No matter, I just spent that short car trip with
both eyes closed; up until the intersection with Logan
Road
- At church, I used the loo for one tinkle then joined class. PIG mum immediately bolted upstairs for the Canto service.
- Just
seven people attended today;
- Bible study over, I used the loo once for one tinkle, grabbed a lil morning tea and sat down beside Leanne’s nanny; she’s such a sweetheart~
- Time for service, I hiked upstairs and grabbed my usual seat. PIG mum raced away for her very informal ‘fellowship’ with all the other church aunties who can’t be bothered attending Bible Study like my dearest dad does; I’m pretty sure they just drink coffee and gossip. XD
- Score, I get to stay seated for worship today~ I sing everything I knew, plus the harmony for four songs, but like every other week, meant absolutely NOTHING. >< *sigh*
- Speaker today was Uncle Roger! I learnt today that he’s like thirteen years older than PIG mum and that his wife Helen’s three years older than him.
- After service, I use the loo once more then PIG mum tootles us out to lunch with dearest dad @ the Springwood Maccas. When we arrived, I groused @ dad, “Aunty A wanted to have lunch with us! But after she heard you’d only be going to Maccas, she ditched us; sheesh, choose Café Mi next time, okay?? XD
- For lunch we all enjoyed the cheap McFeast deal and happily read the day’s copy of the Sunday Mail.
- Lunch finished, PIG mum tootled us home. I turned off the alarm, used the loo for one tinkle, washed and dried Era then walked myself slowly and safely online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
- Tonight I’m planning to watch Australian Spartan!
- Toms: perhaps expect a pissy plodding total from me? I don’t have any plans in the morning but will see Vincent the physio for a torture session in the early arvo …
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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