Last night after work I was sitting in my office eating my dinner when I heard the noise, the noise of Elsa preparing to throw up. By the time I moved she had already begun the process, dumping a pile in front of the 3d printers. I tried to move her out onto the hard surface in the main living area which I did but all that accomplished was making the disaster area larger. I was not happy and Elsa knew it.
She will do this occasionally but I think it’s because of how she eats. She basically does not chew her food, at all. I was cleaning up food that looked like it came right out of the can, completely intact. In addition I think she drank a ton of water after eating which filled her stomach to the point where it revolted. It took me over a half hour to clean it all up. Of course it’s hard for me to stay mad at her when she is staring at me with the most pathetic expression you can imagine. It did reinforce my desire to have all of the remaining carpeted areas of the house redone with vinyl plank flooring to make these scenarios less impactful and stain producing.
I completed leveling all of the characters on my first account to level 70 in WoW last night, with the druid being my last class to get there. I immediately logged into my second account to complete the process with my remaining three characters, a mage, shaman and another druid, yes ANOTHER druid. I have a weird affinity to that druid that I really should not have all things considered.
Early in the relationship Cindy was trying to do some gaming with me, including World of Warcraft and Overwatch. This druid was actually her character. The game was too confusing for her so she did not play it long but I took over that character and have maintained it ever since, even after Cindy and I dissolved. I play this druid as a different class than my other one so it feels totally different. If I utilized the same cut and burn strategy I have used with most anything Cindy related I would just delete the character and erase that memory yet for some reason I resist doing so in this situation. It’s odd. Anyway, by the end of the week I may have these three characters to 70 meaning I can start the next expansion for real, after that.
I printed a new articulated model off of STLFlix last night. It is very similar to the manta model except this one is a starfish. It’s a quicker print but still came out great with no flaws to be seen anywhere.
Over the weekend which I described as pretty uneventful I was thinking about just how different my state of mind and reality is. I thought back to what my existence was like during my time living on a house on nearly three acres of land with seemingly endless needs/projects. To stay on top of it all required a certain type of momentum to my energy and motivation. There was no wiggle room if I needed to do something, if it had to be done I would do it only to move on to the next must do. I never gave myself much time to even think about it, I was too busy doing.
Being outside of that world now for almost two years has of course given me different perspective. I now have the ability to pick and choose what I feel like doing to a ridiculous degree compared to how my life was for well over two decades. However this change also has reduced that momentum, that power to just keep plowing forward where the scene out the window is just one constant blur of getting things done. So what is the point of all of this? I guess that non-stop momentum or lack there of are both situations that can become problematic in their own way. Too much and you never get to slow down to really appreciate what you have, too little and you risk stagnating, not pushing yourself enough to continue growth and progress. As is the case with so many things in life, finding that sweet balance between the two is the secret sauce.