Friday Post 295b

Heylo again and please excuse the first post; you know I still get too excited whenever I get the chance to post online before midday. XD Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding only 646 steps (coz obviously, I’ve not left the house yet); secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Radical Commitment (1) and thirdly, the spam count for the week’s twelve but fourthly and way most importantly, I’m still owed TWENTY-SIX MINUTES online after I watch Seven’s morning news!! Anyways, events for today?

• I used the pot :P once last night around 12:30am and once more this morning @ 6:35am, before spending the ten minutes till 6:45am 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 cuddle and snore for another hour, me waking to use the pot :P once again when 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 exceedingly slightly with not only the bra strap but the tee (only because dearest dad hasn’t left for work yet) 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 only Elf’s AFO straps and both laces, before 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 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.

Cheers,

Em. ^^
P.S. All the interesting surnames I saw while watching Seven's morning news: Cranston, Mokbel (heard), Ashby (heard), Burston (heard), Latham, Corman, Kadak, Whitfeld, Aiken, Trbojevic, Handscomb (heard), Hazlewood, Leeming and Vorias. Jim Wilson read the sport. 22-30 for Brisbane today.