Sunday Post 471

 Good afternoon! Firstly, today I've been hard @ work plodding 1418 steps (will have passed 1.5 grand before the day's out, I'm sure XD); secondly, John Piper's devotional topic from last night's 'How Christ Conquered Bitterness'; thirdly, TWFT topic's 'Are You Stressed Out? (3)'; fourthly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'Trapped In Chocolate' and fifthly, the spam for the whole week's twenty-two. Anyways, events for today?

• Yay, 3rd consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature did try calling when the sky had started lightening but the Sun hadn't risen fully enough for me to see the clock time; I asked my stupid bladder can she hold? Yup she could; I successfully fell back asleep and didn't wake again for the pot :P until noisy PIG mum began her daily a-THUMPING around upstairs @ 7:05am! ~
• Think I'm actually over the pot :P when PIG mum comes 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 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 plain porridge with one slice of dry (unbuttered) toast, 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 walked 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 PIG mum's 4WD and buckle my seatbelt. PIG mum tootles us off to church and parks outside the service hall. I hike up the ramp, use the disabled toilet once myself and then grab my usual spot for service.
• 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*
• After service, I used the last cubicle of the normal lady's loo (mean PIG mum wouldn't lift the disabled lid for me but since the last cubicle in the normal lady's loo also had the lid down, she lifted that for me? Go figure), grabbed a packet of bikkies and sat outside the hall. Aunty Happy wandered over for a chat; the poor thing, she's just recovered from COVID!
• Well before midday, dad dragged me off to Hungry Jack's for lunch with him. At least he drives the car over to the ramp where I climb in; mother would doubtless make me walk all the way to the car!
• Lol when dad placed the burger down in front of me, I sure it said bacon deluxe and thought surely not?! I unwrapped it, and the other name showed: junior whopper. XD I also munched about ten chips and drank like 1/3 a cup of orange juice. Dr. Esther and David were also there; aww, aren't they good kids: before leaving, they came and said bye to us!
• Back home, I used the loo for one more tinkle and then walked myself slowly and safely online, always rising above the cruel and unfaithful God’s near-overwhelming hatred and not letting him push me over.
• Once I've used up the most important two hours of my day I'll use the loo for one tinkle and then sit @ the gobbling :P table and wait for PIG mum to gimme arvo tea and read for one hour. Have finished the historical fiction but it's got author's notes and then I'm starting that Harry Potter play!
• Dad had better take us out to a RESTAURANT for dinner tonight!
• Toms: late morning appointment to see Ray for some acupuncture and massage. Bet PIG mum's simply DYING to yap ceaselessly @ him. XD
• Hope she'll remember to take me grocery shopping and aisle walking afterwards, else expect a super-pissy plodding total from me.
• My roster just says the 4-6pm shift's covered by Staffing Options. If I've got time, I'll send Michelle an e-mail after I publish this post and ask who's coming.
• Fingers crossed I can read for one hour and watch the 6pm news for the  134TH time!
• Anyways, hopefully bbl else wishing everyone a smashing week ahead!
  Cheers,
  Em. ^^