I’ve been delinquent about updating my blog and I can only blame it on three things: real life demands, missing my mom and the decision to finally start scaling back on my raiding. On the last one, translation: I’m going casual.
The last several weeks have rocked my world in both a good way and a not-so-good way. My mom, whom I had not seen since April last year, came to visit and stayed with me and hubby for a month, capping her stay with a lovely Thanksgiving dinner with us. In the four weeks she was here, I juggled road trips, sight-seeing, shopping, Mom-and-Daughter bonding moments, and raiding. In order to fit all those into my waking hours, I had to put some things on the backburner — my novel, my Basic Bookkeeping course, and yes this website.
I worked all those activities into a schedule that wouldn’t disrupt my raiding. For example, on days we went out of town to take my mom sight-seeing, I made sure we got home before dark so I wouldn’t be late for the raid. I’d show up half an hour before start time, with noodle carts and flasks and potions on the ready, only to find out a couple of co-raiders couldn’t make it. Then we’d waste 45 minutes spamming Trade for replacements. And I’d tell myself, I skipped eating dinner/watching Netflix with my Mom for this??
Maybe the Universe was trying to tell me something, but during those four weeks with my mom in town, there were these little incidents in-game that exasperated me to F*ck-This-Shit levels. I’d show up for raids where we had 13/14 on farm yet repeatedly wiped on Garrosh because some idiot kept dying to the boss’ cone effect in the virtual realm. Then attendance started becoming piss-poor the week and a half before Thanksgiving, which was understandable because, hey, people have stuff to do to get ready for Turkey Day. I still continued to show up faithfully. Then one night (a non-raid night), I discovered that half my raid team pugged their Garrosh kills separately and got their titles. Which led me to ask this question: what is the point of having a dedicated raid team if you guys will just resort to pugging?
I would understand if they pugged out of exasperation themselves and/or they wanted to learn a more effective approach to the Garrosh fight from the best players on the server. But their little pugging exercise did nothing for the raid team as a whole, and if I may add, to my own morale, because a few of those people just stopped showing up. Like really? You got one kill and now you don’t feel like logging on? So much for team spirit.
While all that was happening in Azeroth, the Universe threw an offer my way: one of my dearest friends in California told me to get cracking again on that novel; he has publisher pals based here in the US and our home country and if I could just finish that damn manuscript, well, you get the picture. Me? A published novelist? Not gonna say no to that opportunity! (And no, in case you’re wondering, I will NOT write about vampires and S&M. Bloodsuckers and smut are numbers one and two, respectively, on my hate list.)
With that major project on my agenda, plus all the other real-life things that cropped up and are demanding more than the usual attention, I took a good look at the routine I’ve been living for a while and realized something’s got to give to make room for the new stuff.
WoW got the axe. Well, not totally.
Since our raid team was not the same as it was when we got everybody together and we didn’t raid weekends, I decided to look for another home. My new guild has five raid teams and I was put in the weekend group, an arrangement that suits me perfectly. That leaves Monday to Friday to do my work (and sneak in some mount runs and dailies, haha) and accept the occasional weekday dinner invites (no more rushing back home!).
In hindsight, Mom’s visit and my friend’s offer – along with the recent incidents in the game- were by and in themselves a catalyst for my decision to scale back drastically. I can’t have it all but I will have so much more if I grab those Real Life opportunities.
Will I still be around for the next expansion? It’s looking more and more iffy, folks. It’s like I tell my friends, it’s going to take a miracle of Biblical proportions to make me stay for Warlords of Draenor. I still love and will always love this game, but I’m ready to move on.