Some believe counting sheep will help them sleep. Other people, like myself, would rather torture themselves trying to beat their last score on addictive game apps. My latest rants have included minor issues I have with ageing. My distaste in my ageing process, regardless of how superficial I seem, is something I am not shy about.
Until yesterday morning, I chalked up my ageing process to things that were beyond my control. Between sprouting new gray hair and the other awful things happening to me, like the wrinkle I recently caught a glimpse of on my face, this process has been emotionally trying! I have been working on coming to terms with it though, trying not to get too overwhelmed. Then there was yesterday…
It started like a normal day. My alarm went off… 3 snooze buttons later, I yelled for the girls to wake up… just one more hit to the snooze button… then out of bed I went. In the bathroom, I noticed a tired look on my face. As per usual, I thought a shower would help me wake up, look bright-eyed and be ready for the day. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. Instead, I got out of the shower, started getting ready and then abruptly stopped. As I peered into the mirror once more, I realized my tired appearance was not only still there, but since my face was now squeaky clean, I looked worse! That was when my rude awakening occurred.
Events of the previous night… It was 10:30pm, I had just planted my buttox on our couch. Danny was watching one of his awful shows once again so I picked up my iPad and started browsing through it. I thought about reading a bit but decided against it when I saw the Fruit Ninja game app. Why not, I figured… just one game and then I would read a bit. Well, 7 games later, I put the app down to get a glass of water. Water in hand, I went back to the couch and started playing again. At around midnight, I beat my high score! It had been months since I even got close to beating it. After having my proud moment, and realizing it was past midnight, I decided it was time for bed. Unfortunately, my sleepy self could not sleep… It must have been all that adrenalin from the game playing. Laying in bed for another 30 minutes, I couldn’t take it anymore! Regardless of my shoulder and arm hurting from the stress of playing Fruit Ninja, I believed I was on a roll and could beat my new high score as well! And so I continued… the game play lasted until 3am… I could not raise my arm by then. I had no choice but to throw in the towel and quit. Clearly, the iPad addiction I have been aware of for some time has reached a new level which may require intervention…
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