Sunday Post 271

Good afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1907 steps 98hopefully I’ll crack 2000 before the night’s out); secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Understanding Your Heavenly Father (1) and thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s … hey, it’s still empty! Anyways, events for today?

I used the pot :P once last night @ 12:25am and once more this morning around 6:10am, before spending the ten minutes till 6:20am 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*

• One hour later, PIG mum’s annoying alarm clock jerks me awake with it’s first beep; not long after, PIG mum comes into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me exceedingly slightly with only a bra strap. I thought she’d help with my tee also coz dearest dad hadn’t left for church yet, but she was feeling spiteful and assured me dad wouldn’t come; huh, she’d prolly told him to stay away. I was slightly upset with her for the first five minutes but calmed myself down and finished counting down the last ten minutes before getting myself mostly independently kitted.

PIG mum came back and helped 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 spend a lil time 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 EWra, 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 4:12pm I’ve finished one game of Bejeweled lasting 5:43. Think I’ll let myself off having to finish another game lasting between six and seven minutes, because PIG mum still hasn’t changed the mouse’s battery for me. *sigh*

Cheers,

Em. ^^

P.S. But I’m still owed FORTY MINUTES online!!!