Heylo again and good evening! Firstly, Em's new plodding total for Sunday now stands @ 5686 (ha, I'm more than half a normal person today XD) but secondly and way more importantly, I'm really still owed ONE HOUR and SIXTEEN MINUTES online after I use the loo once more @ 9pm!! Righteo, continuing events for today?
- Sure enough, exactly one hour later I'm awakened by PIG mum's noisy a-THUMPING around upstairs and uyse the pot :P again, before 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*
-
Soon, PIG mum lets 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 (since 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 with absolutely nothing bar Elf's AFO straps and both laces, before I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth (poor Ela). Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for only one tinkle, coming out when PIG mum commands me to.
Breakfast is two Weet-Bix with the thinnest streak of honey ever, one full mug of water, all my usual drugs :P and perhaps even one slice of toast? 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*
After breakfast, 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 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!
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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