Sunday Post 292

Good afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1536 steps (ha, I’m just over 1.5grand XD); secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Be One Of The 10 Percent’ and thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s only seven. Anyways, events for today?

• For my first game of Bejeweled ending @ 3:07pm, I lasted 5:39. Now, lemme finish one more game lasting between six and seven minutes, and I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
• Woo hoo, 9^th consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until 6:45am when dad suddenly opened then closed the garage door; after one pot :P trip I tried falling back asleep coz PIG mum would prolly come hit me with the eye goo @ like 7:15am~
• Sleep didn’t return coz dad suddenly returned home around 7:05am; the noisy garage door opening was enough to restore me into wide wakefulness! Instead I just called out sleepily, “Baba? Where did you go?” Lol, dad didn’t even bother opening the bedroom door and replying; he just answered, “Down to IGA to buy you some milk!”
• While waiting for PIG mum to come hit me with the eye goo, I spent the ten minutes till 7:15am 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*
• PIG mum comes to hit me with the eye goo and help me very slightly with not only the bra strap but a tee coz dearest dad’s still @ home 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 me with nothing bar Elf’s AFO straps and bothlaces, 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 but don’t get the chance to continue my mostly silent chat to Percy the saint/angel because PIG mum comes to stick a pad in for me, since she says my monthlies are due soon.
• Out @ the gobbling :P table, I grab myself a spoon then tuck into breakfast: one bowl of plain porridge, one muffin that PIG mum baked last night, one full mug f water, all my usual drugs :P and one small mouthful of milk. Yay for dearest dad leaving Sunrise on~ Over breakfast, I spent another ten minutes 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. ^^