Sunday Post 262

Good afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1706 steps; secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘How To Overcome Fear (1), thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s five but fourthly and way most importantly, I’m still owed TWENTY-TWO MINUTES online afterwards!! >< *sigh*. Anyways, events for today?

• For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 2:35am, I lasted 5:37. Now, lemme play one more game lasting in between six and seven minutes, and I’ll willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
• Yay, 3^rd consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until 7am, and after one pot :P trip I immediately tried to fall back asleep, knowing that PIG mum would come poke me up @ 7:30! Not only that, I had another dream! ‘Twas exactly the same as the one I’d had back on July the 1^st: I’d just reverse parked a SEMI-TRAILER and hop down from the driver’s cab! XD
• Now @ 3:03pm I’ve finished another game of Bejeweled lasting 6:31. That’s today’s quotas satisfied and I now promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

Aww, sleep wouldn’t return. Instead, when PIG mum began her a-THUMPING around 7:20am, I spent the ten minutes till 7:30am 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*

• Lol, PIG mum really gets a perverse kick outta being unhelpful, doesn’t she?? Usually, every Sunday she not only helps exceedingly slightly with the bra strap but the tee because dearest dad hasn’t left yet, but she wouldn’t today! >< Luckily dad didn’t come kiss me bye before leaving for church while I was in the midst of getting myself mostly independently kitted.
• PIG mum comes back to help with Elf’s AFO 9even though I’m the one to lift Elf and place her into the AFO) and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk over to the bathroom to brush teeth (poor Ela).

After gargling, I sit over the loo for two tinkles, also fully leaning 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.

Thanks to dearest dad who left Sunrise on for me to watch! Breakfast was one bowl of bird food (what Dr. Ku calls All-Bran XD) with one slice of dry (unbuttered) bread tossed into it, one full mug of water (which I tipped out after PIG mum went upstairs to change XD), all my usual drugs :P and one small half-mouthful of milk. Over breakfast, while happily watching Sunrise, I also spend 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!

• When PIG mum’s finished readying herself and comes downstairs, I let her gleefully FORCE :9 me to walk to the 4WD. I don’t bother turning the radio on because I know she’ll turn it straight off again because she’s ‘too busy preparing her heart to worship God’, whatever that really means. Of course, she gleefully forces me to buckle my own seatbelt all day.
• At church, I used the loo once then entered Bible study class. PIG mum bolted for CSS.
• Today’s topic was like Everyday Evangelism; about nine people attended.
• Afterwards, I used the loo for one more tinkle, grabbed a lil morning tea then took a seat. Boss, ivy and bub all wandered over for a chat! Dad had great fun playing with Ella~
• Time for service, I hauled myself upstairs and took my usual spot. PIG mum raced off for her very informal ‘fellowship’ with all the other church aunties who can’t be bothered attending Bible study like my dearest dad does; you know, the one where they just drink coffee and gossip.
• Yay, I got my usual seat. I stayed seated for worship too, sang everything plus the harmony for two songs but like every other week, meant absolutely NOTHING. >< *sigh*

Cheers,

Em. ^^