Days Without Warcraft... Good Thing

I logged in after a few days absence from the computer and gaming.  Been out of the house a majority of the time while hubby and kiddo remained at home.  Had some golden opportunities for shopping- I know it sounds like such a girly thing to say, but I don't like shopping the way other women like shopping.

When there's a sale on shoes or some big department store fashion bonanza, you'd have to use emergency operation paddles on me to get me interested in it.  I really have to summon some energy to pretend I find it fun.  Let's just say, I'd rather be shopping at Home Depot, m'kay?

Anyways, I don't do the normal 'girlie' shopping.  Maybe that's a good thing.  I retired my banker suit jacket until further notice (don't make me go back there!) Life was like a stage, I could act the part of being a professional, but at this point in life I don't like cubicles very much. So until I'm raking in 5+ figures and have to stand in front of board meetings discussing a company's profit margin, I'll pass on the high heels, nylons and everything else that the persona comes with.

So, after days of not plugging into the computer for some WoW time, I found myself having a few "Mommy Moments" of going shopping by myself.  Not having to drag/discipline a kicking, flailing, screaming, crying kid out of the store and getting ZERO shopping done...it was priceless.  When I heard other parent's kids screaming, crying in the store, I paused, smiled, took a deep breath and mentally whispered, "Wootsauce. That's at home right now."

And I meanderd through my ultimate favorite store, Job Lot.  Found some nice wood crafting tools (I had a hinkering for whittling), journal making material, and of course, some odds and ends kind of food. Easily you can slip into a time warp in that store.  You go in for one thing and hours later you walk out with more stuff you didn't even think you needed. 

Thanks to Wow being a total turn off at the moment (I've been delving deep into my virtual pockets and vault to sell years of accumulated virtual crap), that I'm only logging in to clean house. I'd rather be doing things in real life, and when I hear the trade chat flare up about some stupid comment, I just can't handle it anymore. I'm at that middle point: good enough not to care about the noob junk that happens, but not quite good enough to get into the uber top raiding groups who are taking down the Lich King.  That lands me in the cushy zone of a place I like to call... "Meh."

Because "Meh" is populated by myself and hubby (oh yes, he's there too), it is hard to find us. You see, we're not really in Wow but in a sub-realm only known to us.  It is a lovely place where birds are chirping, the sun is shining and all buildings are in a color of "Who gives a sh--".  Virtual gold isn't real... kind of like the paper dollar in real life (omg, the similarities...an economy inflated by unknown sources pulling the strings of what is valuable and what is not as the populace goes nuts trying to get the new 'it' product? That's scary!) You'll find us in "Meh" Ville especially when we're in a group and have to argue with hormonal 12 year olds who think they're running the show like a God. Oh, yeah, that's right. That's why I'm not eager to get back to THAT again.

Other people in the game that we know have gone M.I.A. due to life. It's a pretty good reason, too.  Having kiddo see Mommy and Daddy not on the computer 24/7, that is my goal.  I'd like to devote some time to crafting, but honestly if my writing muse is paying me a visit, I best be a good host and let her in.  It feels good to write as well, oh this toil of written language!

And here is the kicker: There's some sort of satisfaction knowing that I WASN'T on Warcraft the whole day. My own personal goal, actually. Seems a lot easier and natural to cold turkey it when you really don't care anymore.

One thing is for sure, I get a hellava lot more done when I'm not tethered at the hip and arguing about why someone rolled NEED on a loot item (damn ninjas).  Case and point, we're dabbling in indoor gardening for our apartment dwelling. Just have to keep the cat in mind so we don't plant harmful things that could complicate matters more (tomatoes are a no-no). Our cat doesn't need any more challenges at the moment, now that we know he's got a bad heart. No, definitely don't need anymore challenges on that front.

So, the score:
Life 1
Warcraft 0

I've never been so happy to see a 0 in all my life.