Saturday Post 270

Good afternoon! Firstly, I’m not gonna login any plodding total coz I’ve been allowed to use Sparkless2 today and I’m only transferred from him to shower chair to toilet and secondly, TWFT topic’s ‘Until You Can Run No More’ but thirdly and way most importantly, I’m still owed ONE HOUR and SEVEN MINUTES online if dad really forces me to do goodness knows how long of stupid floor exercises for him @ 3/4pm!! Anyways, events for today?

• Yay, 4^th consecutive awesome sleep last night! Nature didn’t call until 6:10am, and after one pot :P trip, I spent the ten minutes until 6:20am 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*
• The teddies and I cuddle and snore for another hour, me waking once when PIG mum’s annoying alarm clock sounded (that very first ‘doot doot’s enough to wake me, everytime!’ and using the pot :P once more. Shortly afterwards, PIG mum comes and hits me with the eye goo before leaving for her half day’s work. After dearest dad’s retucked the teddies and I back into bed and promised to stay quiet so that we can snore in peace, before returning to sleep I spend 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*

• The teddies and I cuddle and snore, me waking twice more for the pot :P before Besta arrives promptly @ 10am. When she brightly bids me good morning, I raise Daddy Bear to nod greetings @ her; she’s smart and immediately offers us fifteen more minutes, thus saving her from the wrath of the Bear Bum. XD

Cheers,

Em. ^^