I blame Dear Husband.
It's a game on my damn iPhone called Blitz. OH. MY. GOSH.
DH would play this while we watched our shows (second addiction). I would get so annoyed because he wasn't even paying attention. I finally gave in when we updated our phones and it was a free download. He gave me a few pointers and I was off. It was a slippery slope.
A round takes a minute. So if I'm waiting a minute, I play. Tonight I was uploading a bunch of pictures to Craigslist (Sooooo slow) and would play a round after every picture. It's seriously sick.
I mean, why can't I become addicted to something awesomely healthy for me like running...or tofu...or water.
Well, I know the answer to that - because all three of those things suck. I hate the feeling running, the texture of tofu, and the lack-of-taste in water. I just can't bring myself to do/try any of those three. So, instead, I allow myself to become addicted to a game I can play on the phone.
I honestly do need to keep myself in check. My eyes are bad - REALLY bad and staring at a tiny screen will only make them worse. Plus I'm seeing series of threes in everything. Not a good thing when I'm staring at Little Miss's face picturing a third eye to make a row.
It is nice to have a mindless activity to do. Sometimes we just need to shut our brains down a bit. The key is to keep it in check.
But like any addiction, just when you think you can stop or at least cut down on the use, you end up getting a score 5 times higher than your highest score (and higher than DH's higher score!):
Pure glorious-ness. I kicked his butt. Granted the next round I only earned a fifth of those points, but I know the next big one is just around the corner!
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On a serious note, my heart, thoughts, and prayers go out to all those in Boston and their family and friends that will be affected by this for years to come.
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Cheers,
Megs
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