This obsessive gaming thing is to large and importantly effecting my well being, my sanity! So I addressed the situation in a large and dramatic way. Last night I simply walked to our back bedroom where the master switchbox is that controls the power to our house. I threw the power switch for the entire house and waited in the dark for his responce. He of course came bounding down the hall almost immediatly...Having locked the door after I'd entered the bedroom, and it being so dark. He hit the door, literaly!...BAM!...He hollered out my name and kept shaking the door handle until I answered him by telling him I knew the power was off because I'd turned it off...and that it was going to stay turned off until he sat down and gave full attention to what I had to say! At first we were talking through the door and gradually came face to face . I turned the power back on as I told him I was moving out...Dumbstruck, he just looked at me, blinked, and replyed, "So does this mean that you're taking your computer?" I know he said this to be funny, but this isn't a joke to me. I'm making plans this morning to vacate the house on my on terms by the end of the month. And I don't give a good-Gosh-Darn if it suits anybody elses plans. I can compeat with just about anything, but this computer game....14 years, down the crapper! So be it!
I thank everyone for thier in-put though...very much!
