My Life as Farmville.....

As you may know, I am choosing my blog topic as it comes up on a daily basis.  This morning a friend was teasing me and stated that he thought my blog was going to be all about Farmville...if you are my friend on Facebook, you know that I play it every day, because I am basically a dork.  The day has progressed and I have been thinking that Farmville could be directly correlated to my life; so, I started breaking it down.....

When I thought I was happily married, I didn't play Farmville, because I found it trivial and stupid.  I heard an argument in a break room, one time, in which one person was upset with the other person, because they had promised to feed their dog...they didn't and the dog ran off.  I thought they were talking about a real dog....until they announced that they were deleting them as a Farmville friend.

Then, my marriage began to deteriorate and I found myself drawn to the Fb game, because I could keep order and have the instant gratification of growth.  As my life worsened, I became obsessed with moving my sheds around, lining up sheep and harvesting all of my trees at the same time.  By the time my ex walked out, I was checking my harvests incessantly, frustrated that nothing was growing fast enough or the way I wanted it to....

Now, that I am divorced...completely single...due to the sweet smell of desperation that has worked it's way into my pheromones and I am diligently working on my muffin top with a bag of chocolate truffles,  I believe that Farmville is a metaphor for my life....I might even be trapped in Farmville.  The following are my fears and questions about the possibilities in this epiphany....

1. Fear-I may have too many locations that I am working at the same time.  I used to focus on one farm, but now I race back and forth between my English farm and the Winter Wonderland and don't really finish anything.  In fact, I forget that I've already been to England and keep going back, as if I have Farmville OCD.  The piles of projects in my house look like my farms.
2. Fear-I have become overly obsessed with sheep....just in general.
3. Problem-I talk to my cats about Farmville and ask them what I should do next.  Their responses matter about as much as the fact that I'm actually trying to decide what I should do next on Farmville.  Neither one will solve the problem of world hunger. Why am I trying to get advice from my animals...on anything?
4. Question-Is is mentally stable to pull out your calculator and figure out which vegetable planted will offer the most coin, and then act on those figures?  I'm dyslexic with numbers anyway; so, my coin count is as low as my bank account....
5. Question- Is it really safe that I'm friending everyone and anyone who requests to be my neighbor?...I don't know anything about them....wow...a lot like the dates I've been saying "yes" to...
6. Fear/Question- If I don't plow my fields regularly, will my berries wither?  I think you know what I mean...  ;)
7. Fear-  I have no Farm Cash....I think you know what I mean...
8. Fear- All of my farms look jacked up.....you're catching on
9. Fear/Question- Why do I feel the need to keep everything that I receive?  I might be a hoarder....
10. Fear- I have no plan for the future of my farms.....
11. Fear/Question- Am I overly obsessed with the fact that my farms are a mess or should I try to create order out of chaos?  I mean, none of my neighbors are coming over and straightening out my farm....
12. Fear- I am farming all the wrong things, because I can't ever seem to make anything right...I don't have all the ingredients....
13. Question....and Fear- What the  &^&^%  are Glacier Roses?  Should I know this too?!  Another failure in awareness, on my part....

Just as I am when I play Farmville these days, I am overwhelmed with my lack of understanding and ability to rectify these situations....

And, to think, I just started playing Castleville....I'm screwed....