Good afternoon! Em's new plodding total for Monday now stands @ only 922; lol, I'm sure I'll have cracked 1000 before the day's out! XD Righteo, continuing Monday's events?
- Meaning after PIG mum helped me out with absolutely nothing but the bra strap, I skipped giving myself fifteen more minutes and instead got myself mostly independently kitted, before calling PIG mum back to please help me with Elf's AFO straps and both laces. Whilst getting myself mostly independently kitted, I spend ten minutes 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 back to help with Elf's AFO straps and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth. That done, I sit over the loo for only one tinkle, coming out when Tum Tum starts rumbling and I realise I wanna do a stinky unspeakable.
After getting myself a spoon, breakfast is 2.5 (two were whole; PIG mum says she gave me three but the third had crumbled into flakes) dry (no honey) Weet-Bix, all my usual drugs :P and one full mug of water. 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*
Breakfast finished, I walk myself slowly and safely to the loo, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over. There, I do a stinky unspeakable, also leaning fully against the side rail and 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!
Now @ 2:01pm, I've played one more game lasting 5:23. 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, coz I've actually already finished two more memorable games, one lasting 7:04 and the other 8:06!
That done, I 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.
After reading my daily Bible passages, I tootle online for myself, also going to open the door for dearest dad when he arrives home early for lunch since PIG mum's upstairs paying phone bills.
At 12:30pm, I walked myself slowly and safely over to the gobbling :P table , always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
Lunch is the leftover white sauce spaghetti from last night's dinner, covered entirely with a mound of yummy wombok.
Lunch is washed down with one mug of Chinese tea; after taking my bowl over to the sink I walk myself slowly and safely online, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting Him push me over.
When Tina arrives four minutes late, PIG mum lets her in, tells her Alyssa's coming around @ 2:30pm to gimme a session of OT, that we're to go to the Warrigal Square Woolies afterwards and buy groceries and that I'll get home for a super-quick shower before Tina's shift ends @ 4pm.
Huge thanks to Tina who lifts the loo lid for me once PIG mum leaves; I'm fair busting! I tell her that we're just meeting Pastor Grace for lunch this Thursday; Pastor Chris isn't available.
Righteo, hopefully bbl after Tina leaves else wishing everyone a smashing day toms!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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