Good
afternoon! Firstly, my final, final plodding total for Thursday’s actually 2298
(but seeing how the poor Broncos got walloped by the Bulldogs last night, I
hardly think I’m gonna go into detail about that! >< XD); secondly, today
I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1334 steps; thirdly, TWFT topic’s “God’s Timing,
Location And Purpose For Your Life’ and fourthly, the spam count for the week’s
eighteen. Anyways, events for today?
- For my first game of Bejeweled
ending @
- Now @
- Yay, awesome sleep last night;
my first for August! Nature tried calling when the annoying garbage trucks
THUNDERED dowqn our road to start tipping bins before dawn, but I
persuaded my bladder to fall back asleep and not call again until the sun
had risen enough that I could see the time my clock was displaying, which
wasn’t till
- After one loo trip, I immediately try falling back asleep again, coz doesn’t dearest dad leave for work @ like8am?
Not today!
When dad walked silently down the hallway and unpopped the lock leading to the
garage, I woke and used the pot :P once more, before spending the ten minutes
till 8:30am
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*
- After dearest dad kisses me bye before leaving for his hard day’s work, the teddies and I cuddle and snore, me waking again for the pot :P shortly before PIG mum begins her 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 streap before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first.
- PIG mum comes back to help with Elf’s AFO and both laces, before I head over to the bathroom to spit out my mouth splint. I also use the loo for one tinkle before letting PIG mum gleefully FORCE L me to walk out to the gobbling :P table.
Breakfast
is some porridge with one slice of dry (unbuttered) bread tossed into it), one
full large mug of water (of which I drank half and tipped the other half out),
all my usual drugs :P (it didn’t really matter that I had to let horrid PIG mum
gleefully force poor Ela to hold onto each pill bottle while Era unscrewed the
lid, the pills were taken out and Era rescrewed the lid because I was seated
and could fully concentrate) and half a small mouthful of milk. Over breakfast,
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*
Breakfast
over, I walk myself slowly and safely to the loo, rising above the cruel and
unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. I
sit over the loo for two tinkles, also fully leaning 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*
- PIG mum tootles us off to BPO!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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