My weekend fantasy

by Ginger on March 2, 2011

in Downtime, Random

You know what I’ve been fantasizing about lately (get your minds out of the gutter, folks, not that kind of fantasizing)?

Elder Scrolls: Morrowind. Yes, a video game. An old video game. An old video game that was released for a system that’s basically not even around anymore (xbox).

Ahhh, those were the days.

I guess I should probably explain right? Well, here’s the thing. Morrowind was my first real foray into video games. Led by my husband (then boyfriend) while we were living in the New York area, Morrowind became a bit of an addiction. The two of us would play for hours, and hours, and hours. Instead of watching a movie, we’d get a pizza, some drinks, and bunker down on the couch to play together. Most of the time, he’d drive the controller, and I was look-out (for treasure or danger)/task master. We made a good team most of the time.

One weekend, we had a marathon video game session. Friday night we stayed up late playing, and then after a late morning, we picked the game back up and stayed up ALL NIGHT Saturday playing. We had snacks, and food delivered (ah, how I miss that about the New York area), and just…played a freaking video game all weekend long. It was glorious, that break from reality.

It dawns on me occasionally that days like that are behind us, at least for the foreseeable future. We can’t stay up all night anymore (no, really, physically, we can’t stay up all night anymore). Even if we could physically, we have a little dude who makes that impossible. We are no longer at a place in our lives where we can ignore reality for a weekend to immerse ourselves in a video game night and day.

So when I say I’ve been fantasizing about Morrowind, what I really mean is I’ve been fantasizing about being so free of responsibility that we could ignore the world, the errands, the bills, the to-do list–and yes, the kid–for a weekend.

I love my kid, don’t misunderstand me. I love being around him, and I love everything he’s brought to our lives. And I even, most of the time, like being a grown-up, even with all the responsibilities. But every once in a while, I fantasize about a weekend of staying up all night, of hours spent playing a video game, of a totally reality, responsibility, grown-up free weekend.

Elizabeth March 2, 2011 at 10:06 am

Well, I CAN and DO stay up all night! Granted, it’s a night of spitups and not video games. We do get a lot of movies in! It’s not bad–she’s sleeping through mostly, but I’m sure that in a year, I’ll be itching for a responsibility free weekend too.

Broot March 2, 2011 at 12:42 pm

Yeah, I remember those days, too. For me, it was Civilisation and another RPG that I cannot for the life of me remember. 🙂

I totally get you on this one. 🙂

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clara March 3, 2011 at 8:09 am

Yeah I totally get this. Sometimes there are flashes of that old life and you can’t even believe it was you. For me and my partner it was watching movies. We would hole up in his apartment for an entire weekend, watching whatever crappy movie came on cable tv (Rambo? Sure! Rambo II? Awesome!) and eating because we were famished and napping because we were exhausted … from what? Eating and watching movies? Sure. And then, must be beer 0 clock.

Having kids makes you grow up in subtle ways, hey?

Random assvice? Write a creative non fiction essay about one of those nights / weekends. Go deep. Remember everything. Feel it, touch it. There’s a reason so many people our age are writing memoirs 🙂

Perpetua March 5, 2011 at 2:15 pm

I get this so much. I was staying with my parents this week, and one day I just…went for a drive. By myself. No destination, no errands. I felt like I was 21 instead of 31. It was the brightest flash of that old life I’ve had in a long time.

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