Selling the Farm

First and foremost, if you notice a strange pattern in my typing that looks like I may or may not be experiencing an overly shaky hand, then you should understand it's part of my withdrawal symptoms. Having the 'shakes' from withdrawal is perfectly normal. My addiction isn't a secret. For two years now I've been addicted to playing Farmville on Facebook. Well, that not-so-little obsession doubled when I started playing Frontierville, one of the sister games. One game took up way too much of my time so naturally two of them became a mess. I was spending more time on facebook playing games than I'd like to admit to. Well, long story short, the company that makes these games has made playing so complex and overloaded with work that the games quickly became a chore. Which, of course, naturally morphed into what felt like a job. I noticed that I wasn't really enjoying the games anymore. I just played because....well...I was addicted. For so long, it's been how my night goes. Put kids to bed, shower, play games for X amount of time. One day, in the middle of playing Frontierville, I just stopped, turned it off, and never looked back. I finally got over my post-Frontier jitters and apologized to all my stranger-friend neighbors (who totally understood). A week later, I logged on to Farmville (as I hoped one game would be better than two) and realized that I just didn't need it in my life anymore. So this weekend was the real test. We went to Josh's Grandma's 91st birthday party in Oklahoma and I...*gasp*...didn't take my computer. I'm proud to say that I didn't get on at all this weekend. I believe that I'm on the way out of my addiction to the game. I still feel the urge to play but, strangely enough, I feel healthier without logging on every day to play. The problem is that merely being on facebook makes me want to hunt through the million posts on the feed to click on things from fellow neighbors. So taking the weekend off of being on that blasted thing has helped. I fear I may relapse if I'm not careful. So here I sit, avoiding the whole world of facebook by blogging about it. Not sure this is helping my farming jitters. I'll admit I miss the cute horses and random worthless junk that I've spent years collecting and saving up to buy with my fake money. (wow. that sounded pathetic.) So ;askldjfapio;fha;...sorry...big jitter there. :) Anyhow...so wish me luck folks. I'm selling the farm. *sniff* I shall miss you tiny little avatar that looks nothing like me. It's been fun.