Lost without you

I really dislike our society's current misuse of the terms "obsessed" and "addicted" because I tend to feel like these terms describe something far more serious than you really like tuna sammiches and that's all you want to eat right now or gee, I sure do like roses and like to have them on my dining room table. (I do like roses but I no longer have a dining room table)

No, in my world an obsession is something you can't stop thinking about. It's something dark and clinical and can be dangerous. It can go hand in hand with an addiction which to me means your body has become so accustomed to a substance be it made by your body (Adrenalin and endorphins) or something you ingest like cocaine or caffeine. Sugar.

I also am very very careful with the term "Love". I love my mom. And my siblings. and their children. There are a few men from my past that I will admit (in my head) to having loved. I know I loved them because part of me still does and always will even though I know now that we are better off not together. I love my critters. The very sight of them brings me an unbelievable amount of joy from the very depths of my soul.

I try not to love things.

But I can't help it. I love my Striiv. It's all I talk about. I check it all day. It's not the same kind of love I feel for the living things in my life, but when I dropped it yesterday and it wouldn't turn back on, I didn't know what to do with myself.

When I woke up this morning, I thought, OH BOY! Another day of reaching goals! And then I remembered.

I feel nakid without it by my side.

I don't want to get up off my lazy butt to go get things off the printer because, why? Walking just isn't fun anymore.

I want my centaurs to wave at me. I want to get more fairies and tigers and what else will come up that I don't know about? It's fun. It's exciting.

I'm pretty sure that I have completed another marathon since I last logged in. Earned more water for needy children. Maybe even a polio vaccine. How far up Mt Everest have I climbed?

I may never know! And now that I know that I CAN know, I WANT to know!

I contacted customer service. They got right back to me! They even gave me a link to a squishy cover for clumsy people like me. He told me how to fix it (we hope!) but I left it at home today. I'm still trying to decide if I should take my lunch break to go get it. Silly? Yes. But I have never said that I am not. If it is really really broken for ever, he gave me a coupon code for a discount on a new one. I hope I don't have to use it, but it's totally worth every penny. The customer service has been great. I want to send them cupcakes. Or cookies.

I'm totally not getting paid for any of this gushing. And since the Striiv is all I seem to be able to talk about lately, I'm sure that I will be letting you know how it all pans out.