Social networks, specifically one I won't name (rhymes with shmaceshmook) are sucking my soul out. But, as Husband says, it's an addiction, one I have good reason not to shake off yet. Still, breaks from it are healthy, so today I'm on break. And I'm happy to report, I have not been on Shmaceshmook since I said I was taking a couple-day break. I've been tempted, but I have resisted. HOORAH FOR AMY! In its lieu, I have cleaned up, cared for E (of course) and raided both Sims and Pinterest (I'm not socializing on Pinterest, chill!).
Sims is a longtime interest for me. When I was in high school, I believe, I found Sims 2 and became interested in it, and so bought expansion packs and engaged in living lives I'll never actually get to live. When Sims 3 with its infinitely improved graphics arrived on the scene, I immediately switched, and stocked up on expansion packs again. To this day, that's my game of choice, and I have most of the expansion packs, along with several stuff packs. It's a struggle to resist buying Sims 4, but I've invested a lot of money in Sims 3. I've tried explaining my love of this game to people who love me and don't understand why I love it, so I'll explain it here too.
Sims 3 allows for you to choose your looks. You get to choose if you're going to be skinny or fat, or a witch or fairy or werewolf. You get to choose your hair color and change your style on a whim, no waiting for money or hair to grow. You can travel. You can CHEAT your way to a lot of money. You can stay up all night and work on increasing your skills. You are guaranteed success most of the time. So, suffice it to say: Sims allows me to escape reality for awhile. Reality blows, admit it. And so I sit and drown myself in the world of Sims that speak Simlish and spend Simoleans, etc. Sounds enjoyable, huh?
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