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Moved Blog... October 25th, 2009
How did this happen? When did this happen? It started so innocently - it was a game. A farm game for God’s sake. Who could become addicted to a farm game? This was perfectly safe. I knew I could stop anytime I wanted to.
Getting up in the middle of the night because I had planted something at a bad time… well, it only happened once. Getting up early in the morning to harvest, plow, and replant… happened several times.... well, more like most mornings. Checking on the farm during work breaks and lunch… it was my free time to do what I want with. I was perfectly fine eating a quick sandwich or hand full of carrots for lunch at my computer.
That I would worry about my animals might have been a sign. My first cause was to save the black sheep in the balloon. Oh my God; I was worried sick about the black sheep. I had to give him to a nice family who would remove him from the balloon and let him forever play with the children in the yard. I convinced myself of this in order to let him go. And those poor sad cows… those pink cows.... all those poor little black sheep. I would give them homes and pet them and love them. This should have all been a sign to me. I should have noticed that this was not just a game any longer.
Lately I have heard of turtles. I have never seen one, but want one so desperately. Everyone but me has one; I am sure.
There was a day or so a couple of weeks ago that Farmville was having problems that I should have realized the extent of my problem. They fixed it, and I soon forgot the actual torment I was feeling at not being able to tend my crops or my animals.
But now… Facebook itself is not working… I have lost not only my farm, but all of my Farmville neighbors - my School of Magic house mates… and all my friends - many of whom I have never met - probably never will… and my family and friends who have stood beside me through this addiction. Some of them actually sharing. Some of them recovering (only one really is recovering, but she lost her computer). Some of them just standing by, waiting to pick up the pieces.
However, I have lost Facebook contact with all of them. I guess I could use the phone, text or maybe tweet.... or even, God help me, get out of the house and actually visit.
But what about the farm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Moved blog... October 24th, 2009
12:33pm October 24, 2009
Does anyone think the value of Miller will drop if Baz is not drinking from noon until around 5 or 6? On the other hand, I did purchase the same amount of beer as I normally would for the weekend. Maybe he will just stay up later.
I will be writing letters today - email, letters is way beyond what I do any longer - anyway, I will be writing letters to people in England - reminding them that we all promised to stay in touch and that all of us are slackers.
Maybe I will look them all up on facebook… that would be so much easier.
Isn’t funny how quickly people give up their good intentions. I promised that I would write at least weekly to everyone. Keep them updated on our lives. We did good for maybe a month. And then it really was me waiting… still waiting for the responses. Alright, I could have written… could have said hey, what’s up… could have just carried on, but no - I too became overwhelmed in life and stopped.
Truth is, they will all be sorry now. Once I get started I don’t know when to shut up. I go on and on with useless information. Much like my silly husband. No wonder we get on so well.
OK - going to go and start the emails… be back later.
Moved Blog.. October 24, 2009
I am heading down to the church, which is 16 miles each way- yeah I know how to pick em, to get buses off fora road trip. A road trip I am not taking! I even made my husband get up to go with me - telling him it is a good chance for a bike ride… Good thing he loves his Triumph.
Well, gotta go. At least I do have a ride to look forward to.
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