When playing with other people, Forest and I are not super competitive at boardgames. We politely cheer on our guests and simply enjoy the experience.
But when he and I play 1-on-1 whew! Sparks fly!! Forest quietly turns up his drive and goes to any extent and takes any risk to beat me, sometimes that works and sometimes it doesn’t.
I am much more vocal.
“You’re going to win anyway. This isn’t fun anymore! You win all the time!” Arms crossed and bottom lip out, I could pass for a Kindergartener. Anger and angst rise up in me like a raging storm. One time I insisted on playing one game three times in a row so that I could beat Forest. I came very close during the third round but not quite there. I didn’t care about enjoying the game, I just wanted to kick my husband’s butt.
The times that I feel really bad is when I kick up a big fuss and rail on Forest about how he always wins, kill the joy and then…. I win. Oops. Open mouth. Insert foot.
My last few blog posts have pretty much been venting about having to wait for surgery so that we can then plan on having a baby. Don’t worry, I’m not going to start venting again! Just now, before writing this post, I felt God tap me on the shoulder and say, “Hey Melody, the game isn’t over. You haven’t lost. Stop freaking out and enjoy the process.” I was acting like I had this whole year figured out and that it had already fallen short of my expectations.
I didn’t realize that it’s January, not December.
What a shame it would be if I let this year slip by feeling like I’m losing out on something when actually I may be winning.
I don’t know if this blog will change my board gaming style, I still passionately want to beat Forest and keeping emotions under control is hard. 😜. But I do hope this blog post changes my life, or at least my view of it. I can’t wait to see what will happen tomorrow.