One of the major stresses this year has been our house, and it has been several phases. First there was the stress when we realized that the leak in the bedroom and the kitchen were due to the garbaged out wood siding. Then there was the stress of trying to pick the right company and the right product. Then of course the stress of waiting for them to finally get started… we signed a contract in July and they didn’t actually start on anything until October. Which lead to here was the stress of having strangers at our house over the course of three weeks, and quite literally just showing up to do the work with little notice. Finally there is the stress looming over our heads of just how much it cost us, and trying to sort out how we are going to go about paying it all off. However this weekend… I can finally say that it was probably worth it. Once again we had a torrent of rain and even though we are still gun shy and kept checking the former leaks… everything continued to perform like a champ.
Where the real “worth it” bit comes in though is the fact that we had a cold front blow in yesterday and as the day went on the house continued to hold its temperature to the point that even at 11pm it had not dropped enough to actually trigger the heater coming on. The house is so much more insulated now and it is funny just how much of a difference that makes. Previously our upstairs was painfully oppressive to be in during the winter months because the heater would be nearly constantly going, just to make it so that the downstairs was somewhere close to livable. Now there are still variations between the two floors, but they are pretty minor. The place it is most noticeable is in the Bedroom where it has always been the coldest room in the house. While it is still not the warmest, it is largely comfortable in the mornings when I wake up… instead of having to make a mad dash to the shower to get some heat in me again. So I have to say all in all… while it was stressful and involved a bit of financial pain… in the long run it is going to be well worth it.
Maybe I Should Heal
One of the things I am thankful for is the fact that my Sunday night raid… is pretty chill. Sure Drewie loses his shit when he doesn’t get a token drop, which is absolutely hilarious… but overall people are more than happy to just show up… do the things that need to be done and walk away with loot. My opinion right now is pretty high of the population horde side in general. People seem really nice… like almost scary nice for being World of Warcraft. I mean I would expect Nubzy and Facepull to be nice… or she would beat them into submission, but what I am talking about is horde players on our battle group in general. The amount of random help that I have gotten out in the world, be it a buff or a heal… or simply a friendly wave has been pretty great. Contrast this with my experience lately on Alliance which consists mostly of entitled ranting in dungeons, or the battleground that is tradechat. I guess I can just see why folks can favor this side of the fence.
My problem in general with horde however is that other than the Tauren… I just don’t really like the racial options. I’ve never been a “monstrous humanoid” type player to borrow the Dungeons and Dragons term. I will say had the Horde gotten the Dark Iron Dwarves as a racial option… I would have converted years ago. I think in order to play Horde for long I am going to have to get used to playing female characters… because while I really like Female Trolls and Undead… I hate the male counter parts because of the hunch. Similarly I think Female Orcs look way cooler than their male equivalents…. though I have to admit in the above photo Khariss looks badass in his Tier 5 set. Mostly I am happy that Sunday nights is more than willing to let me pew pew pew or eventually move into a tanking role, because those are the things I care about. However apparently I should have been a healer. Since moving to the horde side I have been invited to no less than four different Heroic Hellfire Citadel groups… pending I had a healing spec. Everquest scarred me for life when it comes to healing… and from that point on… I have never really considered it a viable option for me to enjoy playing a game. I wasn’t horrible at it… I just get insanely bored not hitting things in the face with a weapon.
More Stuff Than Time
We’ve talked about this on the podcast some, but I think a large chunk of the magic of Final Fantasy XIV was simply the fact that we had so much content left to do. As we whittled our way through it over the past year and a half, we eventually caught up to the point where we are now current with each additional patch. That means once again we are waiting for content to get delivered, rather than having a huge backlog that we could be working through. I think the reason why World of Warcraft is so compelling to me once again is that… right now I have this huge backlog of content to work through. I am absolutely the “master of my domain” when it comes to the Alliance side of the house. I have one of every crafter, and I can push up any character I choose… it is just the matter of dedicating the time to it. Instead on the Horde side I have nothing… well apart from a super supportive guild. I am once again behind the curve and this has put the game in entirely new perspective for me. I want to build my legacy on this side of the fence, and eventually reach a point of self sufficiency just like I have with my army of Alliance alts.
The problem is however that there are simply more things that I need/want to be doing than there are hours in the day. Part of me keeps thinking… I will dedicated this day to working on alts, or this day to farming old content…. and instead I just end up working on content in Tanaan or trying to farm Valor to push up gear a little bit more. All of it gives me this feeling that there is more to do than I could ever possibly do… and it is the same contented feeling that I had in Final Fantasy XIV. When I have left World of Warcraft in the past, it is always because of the same thing. I start poking holes in the game because I have quite literally run out of things I want to be doing. Now I feel like I have this mission, and plenty of things that I want to be doing… and all it really took to reinvigorate me… was abandoning a decade worth of work. I guess in a way this is like all of those times when I have stopped one Minecraft game, just to start a new one… because the old one had gotten stale. The awesome thing about this is… that I still have every bit of work that I did over that decade… just waiting on me anytime I want to visit it. Which in truth I am regularly on my Alliance characters, I am just focused on catching up on the Horde side.