How I Convinced Myself to Write a Check-in Instead of Ruining my Life, Again.
Every once and a while, I get this strange craving to throw my life to the wind and discard all of my hopes and dreams in a giant chaotic bowel movement. No kids, I’m not talking about doing drugs or joining a rock band. I’m an ex-World of Warcraft (WoW) player.
WoW is just one of those ticks I have. When things get bad enough and my stress level is through the roof, I turn to the solace of racing idiots to the next flower so I can make lots of virtual money I never use, and beating Alliance scum so hard they get scaredy-farts as they run to mommy (or a Game Master) to complain about me. I may use phrases like “For the Horde!” and “Minus 50 DKP!” in normal conversation. I talk about my character’s transmogrification gear, and I can out geek anyone when it comes to the intricacies of Priest healing.
AND I HATE IT.
I go through these cycles. Life gets bad so I play WoW. Months go by. Finally, I get so fed up with annoying trolls and bad game mechanics Blizzard calls “difficulty” (or bad class design they call “balance”) and I quit. It’s the huge, big deal. I always vow to spend the time writing and working on reading books (like Brandon Sanderson’s WAY OF KINGS) that I’ve put off for so long. I make it about a month. And then the itch gets too bad.
I logged into WoW last night for the first time in two months. I did it because a friend asked me to help raise him some money (he’s just starting the habit, but because of the sheer shit-state the in-game economy is in, it’s impossible for a new player to support themselves.) I agreed (under duress) but then I actually started to get excited. And depressed. And annoyed. I put it off for weeks and weeks. But then finally signed in.
And I was BORED.
Here were quests I’d done hundreds of times (they call people like me alt-aholics… we start new characters over and over.) This was the race I’d been forever. The class I’d always tried to level but failed (Death Knight, for anyone interested in knowing.) I signed out early last night, shook my head, and wondered why I ever fell in love with that game.
So, what did I try to do this morning?
I tried to log in. Barely awake. Just read all of my webcomics, and hadn’t even grabbed breakfast yet. Opened up the WoW launcher and just started to log in.
So, how did I avoid it? I immediately closed the launcher, chastised myself properly, and forced myself to start typing up a blog post. Willpower. Sheer, unadulterated willpower. If I can make myself go to work when I’ve got kidney stones, I can make myself write a blog post instead of playing WoW.
Circle of life, or some shit.
I’m still going to keep my promise and help him, but not at the cost of making my #ROW80 Goals. Speaking of which…
The Actual Check-In
This week was much better than last. I even got to hang out with friends on Saturday, something I never do.
250 words a day with weekends off.
I didn’t do well with this one, but I didn’t do bad. Three-fifths is still better than nothing. I need to learn to write on the bus more… I-5 is just terrible and is covered with so many bumps I feel like I’m riding a giant vibrator to work.
That’s right folks. I said it. Moving on.
Update my blog Mondays and Fridays with content; Wednesdays and Sundays with check ins.
Well, I had a Friday and a Monday (early Tuesday, whatever) update. Friday’s content was really good; Mondays’… not so much. And Sunday check-ins just aren’t working for me. Sundays are just stuffed with homework crap.
Exercise for 5 minutes or more three times a week – Tuesday and Thursday with Saturday walks with the hubbie.
Still not happening. I haven’t been able to wake up early enough to exercise and shower. I’m resolved to do it tomorrow though. Again, if I can go to work while suffering from kidney stones, I can work out for five minutes. Saturday walks have been happening though. They are very nice.
Turn in school assignments on time and go to work every day as humanly possible.
CHECK. Seriously. I might graduate this year, and I just got a promotion to the marketing department at work. I’m busting my non-existent balls to keep up with work and school. Might be why I’m sick all the time…
Limit Twitter to half-hour sprints.
Since starting #ROW80, I’ve had no time for Twitter. So, CHECK.
Decide between Facebook, Google +, Pintrest, Timberr, and Goodreads and start updating once a week.
Still can’t decide between them. I love Timberr, but my blog just doesn’t have enough going on to be an actual contribution. Goodreads looks like fun, but I just can’t dedicate time to reading right now. Maybe after I graduate in September. Google + and Facebook just make me feel stab-ee.
Anyone have a suggestion?
Oh. And unceremoniously:
(What? I’m late for work!)