Sunday Post 605

 Good afternoon! Firstly, today I've been hard @ work plodding 3508 steps (ha, I'm literally just over 3.5 grand XD); secondly, John Piper's devotional topic from last night's 'Afraid of Death No More'; thirdly, TWFT topic's 'Take Responsibility For Your Life' and fourthly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'Peace In The Release'. Anyways, events for today?

• Grr! For the 4th time this year, my awesome sleep streak was ruined after five days! >< Never mind, 'twas a sound sleep aside from that *sigh*
•  After another pot :P trip following the Sun's rising, I immediately fell back asleep afterwards since I was pretty sure that PIG mum would get very noisy one hour later!
• Like clockwork, PIG mum's daily noisy a-THUMPING around upstairs wakes me for another pot :P trip. I've just swung back into bed and pulled the covers back over myself when   she lets herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and help me   exceedingly little with the tops before leaving me to get myself mostly   independently kitted, which I comply with after giving myself fifteen more minutes first. Whilst doing so, 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*

•  PIG mum returns 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 gargle, sit over the loo for one tinkle, wash and dry Era then walk myself slowly and safely out to the gobbling 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 very lightly spread with avocado and for some reason the PLATE (not the toast itself) sprinkled with salt (no problem; I just lick the plate clean after I finish eating XD), 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 bathroom, 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 car and buckle my own seatbelt. She tootles us off to church, I hike up the ramp, use the 3rd cubicle of the  normal ladies loo (since the disabled and first loo cubicle of the normal ladies' loo have lids closed but mean PIG mum won't lift it for me) myself, wash and dry both hands and then grab my usual spot for  ESS to the most left. PIG mum bolts back upstairs for the Cantonese service with more than fifteen minutes to spare.

• Yay I get to stay seated for   worship today. I sing everything plus the harmony for one song but like every other week, meant absolutely NOTHING. >< *sigh*

• Speaker today was Pastor Vindo (who's got three daughters); his sermon was about Paul taking Timonthy with him for his missionary trips.

• Service ended twenty-nine minutes early today; after I used the loo again myself, I grabbed a pack of Arnott's bikkies and sat outside the service hall, chatting with randoms like Aunty Cynthia who wandered over to say hi.

• When PIG mum tootled me home, I sat over the loo. After washing and drying Era I was about to go boot the computer up and await Karin's arrival, but she'd already arrived!

• I climbed into her car's passenger seat, she kindly helps me with my seatbelt and then she tootles me off to Ho Lin Wah for lunch.

• Karina parks across the road but pretty much in front of the restaurant. Once inside, I ask the female waitress (she always repeats your order after giving it) for the set meals then give Karina a translation: A meal's stir fry Hokkien noodles with beef and B's yucky black bean sauce with sth. Karina and I both choose A, her with a Coke and me with a HK-style cold milk coffee.

• Lunch over, Karina tootles us back to Warrigal Square, grabs a trolley for us and we buy groceries from Woolies. At the checkout, I tell the guy I've bought less than thirty bucks but could he please roundup and slip me some? He laughs and tosses me a whole stack before asking would I like more? I laugh and reply that's great already, thanks! Back in Karina's car, I count them: he's given me THIRTEEN; I bought $390 worth of groceries today!! XD

• Back home I take a nice hot shower -  hairwash today. Also thanks to Karina who helped me rinse out my hair for me.

• Dried, creamed and rekitted,  arvo tea's one yummy pear, one plain cracker and one huge mug of herbal tea.  Happiness is rereading the Philippa Gregory novel for one hour; today I reached pg. 250 @ 2:31pm.

• Used the loo for one tinkle then 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.

• Looking forward to watching the 6pm news bulletin (Seven's) for the 167TH time!

• At 5:35pm, I used the loo for another tinkle.

• Toms: presumably seeing Ray for some massage and acupuncture? Bet PIG mum's simply DYING to yap ceaselessly @ him.  XD

• Hopefully she'll take me grocery shopping and aisle walking before coming back home for lunch else expect a super-pissy plodding total from me.

• Also hope Michelle will e-mail me August's completed roster toms; I wanna know who's minding me from 4-6pm! Originally, I guessed Angelica, but she said she's not   coming until Tuesday!

• Speaking of Angelica must remind PIG mum to ring Michelle toms and organise a shift for me to visit the Ekka; I've not been for nine YEARS!!

• Will hopefully read for one hour then watch the 6pm news for   the 168TH time!

• Anyways, hopefully bbl, else hope everyone has a smashing week ahead!
  Cheers,
  Em. ^^
  P.S. All the interesting surnames I saw while watching the 6pm news bulletin (Seven's, read by Samantha Heathwood) for the 167TH time: Bland, Nguyen, Assange (heard), Mundine (heard), Thurston, Carmody, Burchmann, Holdsworth, Watt, Riley, Mayr (pronounced Mayor), Sanchez, Daley, Scott, Farnsworth, Bowbery, McGranger, Szubanski (heard), Usher (heard), Scrivener, Manton, Wilson, Welsh, Fagan, Galvin, Phillips, Howard, Chalmers (heard), Costello  (heard), Piastri,  Leclerc, Norris, McEvoy, McKeown, Freeman, Tupou, Sheehan (heard), Davidson, Christou, Phiri, Blowers (heard), Auden (heard), Farrell, Melville, Aylward and Dymock. Steve read the sports repo Laura Dymock read the weather report from Bowen Hills. Brisbane toms: 14-24. Mt. Sunrise: 6:27am Sunset 5:22pm