Sunday Post 303

Good afternoon! Firstly, today I’ve been hard @ work plodding 1720 steps; secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Seek His Help Today’ and thirdly, the spam count for the weekend’s sixteen but fourthly and way most importantly, I’m still owed FORTY-FIVE MINUTES online tonight after I get home from dinner!! Anyways, events for today?

• At 5:48pm I’ve played one game of Bejeweled lasting 6:20. Now, lemme finish one more game lasting between five and six minutes, and I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD
• Now @ 6pm I’ve finished another game of Bejeweled lasting 5:58. That’s today’s quotas satisfied, and now I promise to willingly hit the sack tonight. XD Actually, I further promise not to play again until toms because for my first game I already lasted 8:05!
• Yay, 2^nd consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until 6:20am and after one pot :P trip, I tried falling back asleep straightaway coz I knew PIG mum would start being noisy upstairs @ 7:20am!
• Success! On the dot, come 7:20am PIG mum begins a-THUMPING around upstairs; I wake to use the pot :P again and then spend the ten minutes till 7:30am 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*
• At 7:30am, PIG mum lets herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me exceedingly slightly with not only a bra but a tee (because dearest dad’s still @ home) before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after givng myself fifteen more minutes first.
• PIG mum comes back to help with nothing but Elf’s AFO straps and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE L me to walk out 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. ^^