Tuesday Post 281b

Heylo again and please excuse the first post; you know I still get too excited whenever I get to post before midday. XD Oh, and MERRY CHRISTMAS, everyone! :D Firstly, today I’ve only been hard @ work plodding 818 steps (but hopefully I’ll have cracked 1000 before the day’s out) and secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘God Will Make It Happen’. Anyways, events for today?

• For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 10:23am, I lasted 5:31. Now, lemme finish one more game lasting between six and seven minutes, and I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD

Yay, 2^nd consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until 5:20 (one of my most favourite thing’s about Summer’s how early the Sun rises now; during Winter it’s not light till after 6am!) and after one pot :P trip I spent the ten minutes till 5:30am 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*

• The teddies and I cuddled and snored, me waking again for the pot :P around 7am, shortly before PIG mum starts a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she’s let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me not only with a bra but a tee because dearest dad hasn’t left yet before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first.
• Now @ 11:22am, I’ve finished one more game of Bejeweled lasting 6:22. That’s today’s quotas satisfied, ans I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD Actually, I further promise not to play until toms, coz I’ve played another one lasting 7:14!
• After giving myself fifteen more minutes, I get myself mostly independently kitted. PIG mum comes 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 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*
• Era washed, 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.
• Lol, my Christmas present from PIG mum’s prolly that she got me a spoon for my dry (no honey) Weet-Bix. I tip out my mug of water down the drain, pop all my usual drugs :P and spend ten minutes 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!
• After breakfast, I get into the 4WD and dad tootles us off to Redeemer for Christmas service. I was feeling mightily pissed that the parents wouldn’t lemme wear my sparkly Santa hat; also that dad randomly demanded silence and wouldn’t lemme sing my secular Christmas carols but that’s okay; I just mouthed them instead.
• At Redeemer, PIG mum took me once to the loo then I grabbed a spot to the most left. Dad ordered me aside coz he wanted to sit there, but I groused @ him until he moved to the right and gave me the seat back, huh. XD
• Yay, I got to stay seated during the service! :D Partway through the singing, someone taps my shoulder and I turn around: it’s Aunty Jo! She and Uncle NSW wave then sit in the row ahead of us.
• After the service, PIG mum tootles us home. I use the loo for one tinkle then walk myself slowly and safely online, again rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
• Dad’s got some female high school friend over visiting him now! Well, he’s cooking lunch for us; PIG mum’s yapping @ him.

Cheers,

Em. ^^