YUCK!!! WHO WANTS TO EAT WORMS?
Ever hear that the early bird gets the worm? Sounds yummy, doesn’t it? Of late, I’ve found a new diversion called Facebook. Now Facebook, in and of itself, is not what has intrigued, me, though I caught up with lots of people I haven’t talked to in quite some time. However, it’s the games that have really caught my attention. Will admit to trying a dice game called Farkle. Had me hooked for about a week. Then on to Farm Town. I didn’t have a clue to all of the latent farming capabilities that dwelled within my soul, though I’m sure that harvesting a crop certainly couldn’t be quite that easy. I keep waiting for the tornado or some other disaster to wipe out my crops and certainly every type of tree known to man in one space isn’t exactly realistic, but who needs reality 24/7 anyway, huh?
I think I’ve gotten my Farm Town addiction under control (maybe). That game, by itself, has proved a very good learning tool for me. Guess what my farm looked like? All crops. The only trees and flowers were gifts from the other farmers. I’m telling you, those farmers are quite generous and I will admit to sending out at least an acre of mango trees to my farmer friends, as well.
When I realized that my farm only consisted of work–and this was supposed to be a game–it made me take a really good look at my life. Even my idea of fun is work. So, I regrouped, let go of a few of the many coins that I had earned harvesting others crops and plowing. I am REALLY good at that stuff, by the way. So, I purchased a small pond, an umbrella table with chairs, a large topiary deer (you know–the sculptured plants). It’s really big, by the way–but I was feeling decadent. I splurged on that baby, let me tell you. I even spent $70,000 coins to purchase a small farmhouse–and guess what?–I got swindled. That huge investment (for me) didn’t materialize on my Farm Town website–sad to say.
Now, my farm, like my life, is still a work-in-progress, but I think I’m learning that it’s okay to take some time for me, to rest, relax, and not take life quite so seriously. How ’bout you? When’s the last time you went on vacation (and left the company cellphone and laptop ) behind? Hmmm–makes you think, huh?
So, today’s challenge is to take a minute to step back from your normal routine and take a minute to play a game. It just might show you what you’re really missing. Think you’re tough enough to take the challenge. I know you are.
By the way, I’m still keeping the farm, but I’ve moved on to a bit more cerebral game–Scrabble. You play a game with someone online and they respond when they get a chance, then you take your turn. Have to admit that wasn’t moving fast enough for me, so I offered to host one table. Very quickly, I was playing the second game of scrabble–but still not fast enough for me. Have to admit that I like the big words with the low scores much better than the short words with high scores. I know–the score’s what it’s all about, so I’ve rethought my strategy and have now won 4 games–out of about more than 10 (cough) plus –okay, twenty losses. We learn from everything. And I’m not going to tell you that I have about 20 games going at the same time, but I do. And my challengers understand that I will get to them when I have a minute.
One thing that I have noticed, though, is that all the smart people go to sleep early. I play until the last one calls it quits. What am I thinking? I know–I know. I’m learning. And I won’t tell you what time I’m writing this–because there is no one to play scrabble with. All the smart people have gone to bed–and time for me to do the same.
Take a minute to learn from everything in your life. Find some time to have some fun. You deserve it. Plan a vacation–and take it. Appreciate the ones you love and who love you. They’re off to college much too soon. And get to bed. All the smart people are already asleep. You are the Best and good things are coming your way. Make me proud–psst–and if you decide not to go to sleep–meet me on Facebook—the scrabble game is called Lexulous. Very fun! Thinking–it’s a good thing. Oh, yeah–and remember–when you get to bed early and rise early, you get to eat worms. No, thanks, don’t save me any. I’m thinking a late brunch might be just fine.
