Good afternoon! Em's new plodding total for Wednesday now stands @ only 833; confident that I'll have cracked 1000 before the night's out! Anyways, events for today?
- Yay, awesome sleep last night! Nature didn't call until 6:55am and after one 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*
- I'm just about to resume happy snorings with Pijum and Pearl when suddenly dad comes to kiss me bye! "Where are you going?" I ask him sleepily. Dad replies doing some work @ Uncle Tyrone's place but will come home and take you grocery shopping before PIG mum goes and plays badminton with her mates.
- Pijum, Pearl and I happily cuddle and snore, me waking once more for the pot :P around 9am just before noisy PIG mum begins her daily a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she's let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help exceedingly slightly with just the bra strap and 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 finish 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 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 the yummier (so flaky) bird food (what Dr. Ku calls All-Bran XD) sprinkled very lightly with some Minus :P, 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 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's ready, I use the loo for one tinkle and then climb into the backseat of his 4WD, buckling my seatbelt.
- Dad tootles us ooff to Rochedale Village and we buy groceries from Coles after he grabs a trolley for us.
- We use the self-serve checkout; dad's bought like $44 bucks worth of groceries.
- After I scan everything through the self-serve checkout, dad puts everything back into the trolley and we return home.
Cheers,
Em. ^^
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