Sunday Post 447c

 Good afternoon! Firstly, Em's potential final, final plodding total for Saturday now stands @ 1967 and secondly, the potential final, final spam count for the weekend's now five. Righteo, take two: events for today?

• Yay, 5th consecutive awesome sleep last night! Like yesterday, nature didn't call until noisy PIG mum woke me with her daily a-THUMPING around upstairs and after one pot :P trip I immediately fell back asleep because I knew for sure she'd get very noisy again one hour later!
• Like clockwork, noisy PIG mum going a-THUMPING upstairs one hour later's my wakeup call to use the pot :P again, after which 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 lets herself into my room @ 7:30am 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; you can bet your bottom dollar she won't help toms) 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. Teeth brushed, I sit over the loo for one tinkle, wash and dry Era and then walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling :P table, rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting him push me over.

• Breakfast is one bowl of bird food (*what Dr. Ku calls All-Bran XD) sprinkled with some yummy Coco Pops, 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* Over and after breakfast, I happily read the book club novel for one hour, reaching pg. 275 @ 9:02am and finishing pg. 300 @ 9:36am.

• After reading for one hour, I walk myself slowly and safely to the loo, again 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!

• After washing and drying Era, I walk myself slowly and safely online, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting him push me over. When dad says time to leave for church, I climb into the backseat of his 4WD and buckle my seatbelt.

• At church, I use the loo once myself. Dad says he'll wait for me outside, but when I exit the bathroom, all I can see's Green Sticky propped up against the wall and dad nowhere in sight! Huh, Green Sticky's outta my reach, too; fine, will lean against and wait for dad to come back.

• Instead, Uncle Colbert and Dr. Lee appears! Dr. Lee hands me Green Sticky and Uncle Colbert kindly walks behind me to my usual seat inside the hall six rows from the front on the most left.

• Yay, I get to stay seated for worship today. I sing everything, plus the harmony for three songs but like every other week, meant absolutely NOTHING. >< *sigh*

• Speaker today was Josh Tan!

• Afterwards, dad gave me a hand down the top step and then the descended the flight of stairs, used the disabled loo once myself then sat @ the table beside Uncle Wallace and ate my pissy little UnHappy Meal with an orange juice. 

• PIG mum drove me home afterwards, I used the loo for one tinkle and then walked myself slowly and safely back online, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting him push me over.

• Waiting for arvo tea now; I wanna try PIG mum's cheesecake!

• Excitement for tonight: attending BCAC's Christmas party; potentially the last Christmas party I'm attending this year!

•  Toms: dunno what's happening. Have just asked PIG mum and she says she'll check toms. In that case, perhaps expect a super-pissy plodding total from me? I shan't mind, as long as any carer comes (female obviously) and I can shower!

• Anyways, hopefully bbl, else wishing everyone a smashing week ahead!
  Cheers,
  Em. ^^