Wednesday Post 329b

 Heylo   again, good morning again and please excuse the first post; you know I still get too excited whenever I get to post online before midday. XD Firstly, today I've been hard @ work plodding 1148 steps (ha, I'm over one thousand steps XD); secondly, John Piper's daily devotional topic from last night's 'Who Are The Children Of Abraham?'; thirdly, TWFT topic's 'Knowing And Enjoying Your Inheritance' and fourthly, Our Daily Bread's devotional topic's 'The Power Of Music" but fifthly and way most importantly, I'm  really  still owed FORTY-THREE MINUTES online after I get home  from GG tonight!! Anyways, events for today?

• Yay, for the first time in four days, awesome sleep last night! Nature didn't  call until  7:55am 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*
• Daddy Bear and I happily cuddle and snore, nature calling once more around 9am, just before noisy PIG mum begins her daily noisy a-THUMPING around upstairs. Soon, she's let herself into my room to hit me with the eye goo and to help me exceedingly slightly  with absolutely nothing bar the bra strap and the laying out of my tee before leaving me to get myself mostly independently kitted, which I comply with after immediately struggling into the tee then giving myself fifteen more minutes first.
• Once I've gotten myself mostly independently kitted, I call PIG mum to please come and help finish with Elf's AFO straps and both shoelaces. When she doesn't respond I sit up, bang the wall and repeat the request; it's nearly 9{:45am and the parents demand I hit the sack @ 9:45pm but if I'm back in bed before twelve hours have passed, I'll feel I've wasted the whole day!  >< *sigh*
• Still, PIG mum takes her time about it and it's just past 9:55am when I let her gleefully FORCE :( me to walk over to the bathroom and brush teeth. *Another sigh* That done, I sit over the loo for one tinkle, wash and dry Era 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, 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 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. Since PIG mum's still upstairs getting herself ready for today, I read the day's Bible passage first.
• When  she's finally  ready, I climb into the backseat od her car and buckle my own seatbelt (what I do both ways). PIG mum tootles us off down the road to Warrigal  Square.
  Cheers,
  Em. ^^