It was 2004 and, I’ll be honest, I had dropped the ball. I’d been too focused on building a brighter future, a better life and quite frankly a bigger home. What seemed like hours, turned into days. Possessions began to rule my behaviour and its true, I did, I chased them like goals. It was then that I realised I had completely forgotten about Terry and Lola, their moodlets were all red. I’d been neglecting them in persuit of the perfect home.
OK, so it is fair to say that I was fairly immersed in my ‘The Sims 2‘ game, or experience, as I prefer to call it.
This morning I felt like Terry. I woke up with a headache, a throbbing pain in my throat, a dry mouth, needing the bathroom, needing a shower, starving and unexcited. My moodlets were all flashing red. I now truly understood what I’d put Terry through all those years ago. Although, in fairness, in the time his basic needs were neglected he had been built the most stylish 7 bed mansion. As well as a small but adequate garden, curved swimming pool and a nice new leopard print Chaise Longue.
I woke up to none of that. I was surrounded by dirty laundry, dirty dishes and on top of all that, my apartment was still the same size.
It is times like these* that I wish I had some master who would instruct me to take care of my basic needs. Even in mania I don’t seem to be able to do it. I am so focused on doing things and thinking of things to do, that I forget about the basics. Even Lola fed herself whilst I was busy building things. Although in fairness, she did once take her baby to work and not bring her back. So maybe shes not quite the role model I should be holding myself up against.