Disappearing into a game
The Christmas days are behind us, which means that we've travelled all throughout the Netherlands and gained about 20 kilos. Aurum was a sport, although I've never had a scarier drive to work. Last Saturday there was snow, just in time to miss Christmas altogether, and as I drove to work the N2 was mostly ice, mildly roughened up by the snow scrapers. I've never driven 50 kph to work on the highway...
Christmas also means catching up with family, and we got to see quite a lot of my brother, who is coping with a nasty sports injury (achilles heel half-ripped coupled with trombosis). He fell all over me about my job - have you found new work yet? - and I tried to tell him there's very little out there in my field to apply for. He apologised a few days later, when we saw him at my mother's for Christmas, and I immediately felt guilty for not living up to his praise.
Three Christmas celebrations later, we drove home with the final things from Amstelveen and having turned in the key, so now there's no going back for Eisirt. Aurum threw us a curve ball though, with "oil pressure" warnings along the way, and I found out there was hardly any oil left in him - despite all the sensors telling me everything was a-OK.
For the rest, I've been disappearing into a few games. I've been rigorously falling into the Sims 2, and getting lost in it for hours on end. Today, my second weekend day, was spent playing the Sims for most of the day, followed by some World of Tanks and dinner. I plan to take the rest of the evening away from computer, as my knitting needs seeing to and Eisirt is at work.
I dislike that I'm so occupied / hypnotised / enslaved by this game that I can't seem to tear myself away from it. The household gets put on hold, and everything that is my life just passes me by unnoticed. This is not how I want to be. Logging off and doing something else seems like a good plan.
Only a few more days of 2014 are left, and when the mad travelling is over we can fall back into a semblance of routine. I'm starting school in a week (OMG!) and just as we'll be getting used to that, I'll be fired at the end of the month. And then we'll see what else pops up....
Christmas also means catching up with family, and we got to see quite a lot of my brother, who is coping with a nasty sports injury (achilles heel half-ripped coupled with trombosis). He fell all over me about my job - have you found new work yet? - and I tried to tell him there's very little out there in my field to apply for. He apologised a few days later, when we saw him at my mother's for Christmas, and I immediately felt guilty for not living up to his praise.
Three Christmas celebrations later, we drove home with the final things from Amstelveen and having turned in the key, so now there's no going back for Eisirt. Aurum threw us a curve ball though, with "oil pressure" warnings along the way, and I found out there was hardly any oil left in him - despite all the sensors telling me everything was a-OK.
For the rest, I've been disappearing into a few games. I've been rigorously falling into the Sims 2, and getting lost in it for hours on end. Today, my second weekend day, was spent playing the Sims for most of the day, followed by some World of Tanks and dinner. I plan to take the rest of the evening away from computer, as my knitting needs seeing to and Eisirt is at work.
I dislike that I'm so occupied / hypnotised / enslaved by this game that I can't seem to tear myself away from it. The household gets put on hold, and everything that is my life just passes me by unnoticed. This is not how I want to be. Logging off and doing something else seems like a good plan.
Only a few more days of 2014 are left, and when the mad travelling is over we can fall back into a semblance of routine. I'm starting school in a week (OMG!) and just as we'll be getting used to that, I'll be fired at the end of the month. And then we'll see what else pops up....