Thursday, April 6, 2023

Friday Post 463c

 Good afternoon and potentially one final greeting for today! Firstly, Em's potential final, final plodding total for Friday now stands @ 1623 and secondly, the spam count for the week's only nine (but maybe it'll crack double digits before the daY'S OUT xd) Righteo, potential final, final events for today?

  • Then I enjoyed my best awesome sleep to date; I didn't wake again to relieve myself until dearest dad very thoughtfully walked silently along the hallway and unpopped the latch into the garage @ 8:10am! After another pot :P trip, 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* 
  • After dearest dad kisses me bye, pretends to suck Pearl's SEVEN pearls, laughs when Pearl body slams him for the cheek, retucks me into bed and heads off to church (dunno what for), Pearl and I happily cuddle and snore, me waking once more for the pot :P shortly before noisy PIG mum begins her daily noisy a-THUMPING around upstairs. Shortly, she's let 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 @ 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. That done, I wash and dry Era before walking 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.

  •  After getting myself a spoon (the 11TH time this year), the milk, uncapping, pouring, rescrewing the milk's lid and replacing into the fridge, breakfast was one yummy bowl of Minus :PO, 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*

  • After breakfast, I walk myself slowly and safely back 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 climb into the backseat of dad's 4WD and buckle my own seatbelt. Dad tootles out to somewhere like Redlands Bay to eat fish and chips!

  • I'm very impressed: apart from getting fish and chips, some waitress walked around handing out free small plates of fruit (one slice of watermeloon and one slice of rockmelon) out to customers!

  • Before leaving, PIG mum and I both used the loo for one tinkle.

  • Our other stop was Runcorn IGA! Well, whatever that complex is called. The Rochedale Cafe wasn't open but some other cafe was; dad had a Capaccino, PIG mum a hot chocolate and me a chai latte.

  • Back home, I used the loo for one more tinkle, washed aand dried Era and 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.

  • PIG mum's upstairs sleeping; presume dearest dad's doing the same thing on the couch. Suits me; originally he'd demanded I play table tennis with him @ 3:30pm.

  • Toms: alas, since it's Easter Saturday, Nisha isn't coming to mind me from 10am till 2pm. But neither's PIG mum working; perhaps she'll take me walkies somewhere?

  • But most excitingly, we're going to watch the Broncos play the Raiders @ Suncorp Stadium; kick off's @ 5:30pm! Our tickets are from Vincent the physio!!

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

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