Friday Post 283b

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 848 steps (because obviously I’ve not left the house yet); secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Deal With The Stress In Your Life’ and thirdly, the spam count for the week’s fifty-seven but fifthly and way most importantly, I’m still owed  FORTY-FOUR MINUTESonline when I get home this arvo!! Anyways, events for today?

• For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 11:20, I lasted 5:57. Now, lemme play one more game lasting between six and seven minutes, and I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
• Yay, 6^th consecutive awesome sleep last night! Trust the cruel and unfaithful God to try spoil by awesome sleep streak by sending the noisy garbage truck THUNDERING down our road to start tipping bins when ‘twas still PITCH BLACK; the sky hadn’t even started lightening yet (even though I’d prayed last night and specifically asked Him to wait until the Sun had fully risen) but I rose above His near-overwhelming hatred and fell back asleep, not waking for the pot :P until 7:05am.
• After the pot :P trip I immediately tried falling back asleep coz I knew dad would leave for work in like one hour!
• Sleep didn’t fully return, but that’s okay. When dearest dad walked silently down the hallway and unpopped the lock into the garage, I used the pot :P again then spent the ten minutes till 8am 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 retucks Shirley and me back into bed, kisses me bye and leaves for his hard day’s work, Shirley and I cuddle and snore, me waking for the pot :P once more shortly before PIG mum begins her a-TJHUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she’s let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me exceedingly slightly with the bra strap 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 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 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*

Cheers,
Em. ^^