Friday, December 9, 2022

Saturday Post 442

 Good afternoon! Firstly, today I've been hard @ work plodding 2907 steps (so should have cracked three grand before Saturday's out); secondly, John Piper's daily devotional topic from last night's 'Two Kinds Of Opposition To Jesus'; thirdly, TWFT topic's 'Instant Gratification Leads To Long-Term Misery' and fourthly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'Running To Our Shelter' but fifthly and way most importantly, I'm really still owed FIFTY-FIVE MINUTES online if I get to watch the 6pm news bulletin (Nine's) for the 198TH time!! Anyways, events for today?

  • Yay, 2nd consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn't call until noisy PIG mum woke me with her daily a-THUMPING around upstairs; after one pot :P trip, I fell back asleep immediately since I knew PIG mum would get very noisy again one hour later!
  • Like clockwork, PIG mum a-THUMPING noisily upstairs and getting changed for her half-day's work's my wakeup call to wake and 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* 
  • At 7:30am PIG mum lets herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo before rushing off for her half-day's work. Once she's gone, 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*
  • Once dearest dad has tried to suck Pearl's six pearls, laughed when Pearl tried bodyslamming him, retucked me back into bed, said he'd leave me some rice leftovers for lunch and promised to stay quiet and let us snore in peace, Pearl and I do exactly just that, me waking twice more for the pot :P before Nisha announces her arrival @ 10am. She's got my routine down pat: after knocking, she goes pushes open the door, brightly goes "Hi Em; fifteen minutes?" and wisely leaves once Pearl nods @ her, thus saving her from the wrath of the Bear Bum although technically Pearl's anatomically incompatible to give the bear bum with. XD After I've enjoyed my fifteen more minutes, I call out to Nisha that I'm hungry and swing myself over to the pot :P for three tinkles. When she comes, we get me kitted, I brush teeth, drink one mug of water and then sit over the loo proper. 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 head out to the gobbling :P table for breakfast. Thanks to dearest dad who's cooked his once-weekly ham and eggs and thanks to Nisha who adds one slice of cheese for me, even though she foesn't know how to cook the bread yummy. XD
  • Breakfast done, Nisha drags my computer chair over to the Christmas tree and we decorate it!
  • While Nisha closes and locks the windows, I use the loo for one tinkle then climb into her passenger seat and Nisha tootles us off to Calamvale Central, finding a park underground since all the disabled carpark outside the bakery were already taken.
    Cheers,
    Em. ^^
    P.S. All the interesting surnames I saw while watching the 6pm news bulletin (Seven's) for the 198TH time:

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