Jason is a computer nerd.
If given the choice, he would play first person shooter games from dusk till dawn. However, when I was pregnant, the very sound of the game would make me vomit. All those footsteps...clip, clop, clip, clop, clip, clop...blech. even the thought of it it now still drives me insane.
But he loves me.
So when the sound got to be too much, he invested in headphones. When Violet is awake, he puts away the violent games. He instead plays with us. When I tell him I feel neglected, he doesn't play for a few days. And he always turns it off if I need something urgently, like time to Internet window shop.
The thing is, the games focus him. The residual effects of his previous life of addiction leave him with scattered thoughts, and he becomes dull and cranky when he hasn't played for a while. He is honestly a better person when he plays; it is his form a therapy.
He doesn't watch sports, he lets me control the remote, and always listens when I talk.
Game on, baby. Game on.
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- Rebecca is mama to the three loveliest girls in the world: Violet Lynn, Carli Jay, and River Fay. She is also a wife to Jason, king of men, who is thisclose to recieving mechanics master's certification. She is currently smack dab in the middle of a college education that she hopes will only take eight years. And in her downtime, she cleans, cooks, sews, plays with make-up, reads, and drives her beloved Jeep, Xena Warrior Princess the Car, all over Owensboro, from daycares to elementary schools to colleges to grocery stores to Target to...
3 comments:
I can understand the need for focus, the need to get out of his brain for a while. I use this computer to do the same thing, except for me it is blogging. Whether writing, editing, posting comments, or stumbling around in the blogosphere to find new writers I love. I wouldn't have survived the last seven months of my life without this distraction and place to focus.
You're very kind to oblige him. Except when there's Internet shopping to be done. That, I can understand too!
The P-dog is a gamer, too. I made the mistake of telling his family he wanted one of those gaming chairs (with subwoofer) for his birthday this year. So, even though he uses the headphones, it still sounds like armageddon in our house when he plays. Thankfully, he only plays when the kids are in bed (and I'm blogging)!
Mike went out last night to buy Call of Duty 4. And he played all night long. It's never excessive. Never fight-inducing. But do I ever understand this post.
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