It’s true.  I haven’t updated my blog in over a week.  I’ve gone days without answering email.  The plants need watering.  The cat needs combing. I waited till the last minute this week to pay bills.  I haven’t bought groceries yet.  I haven’t even picked up a book to read for about three days.  What’s wrong with me, you ask?

It’s not beer.  It’s not shopping.  It’s not even crack.

I have become addicted to Farm Town on Facebook.

I check it two or three times a day.  After work at home, I’m harvesting and plowing for hours.  I turn on my computer in the morning and the first thing I check is what gifts my friends and neighbors have sent me.  I’m filling their requests for certain gifts.  I’m asking for a rooster and flowers for myself.  I’ve learned how to earn more money by harvesting others and hiring them to harvest for me.  I’m saving coins to buy a house.  I’m giving others tips on farming now.

Farm Town is like Oregon Trail for adults.  Do you remember that game from grade school? It’s the most simple and silly game in the world, but it is so addictive.  Be warned!  Here are some quotes from my farming neighbors…

I am so addicted to the Farm Town too! I cannot quit working on it. Want it all, bigger house, more land and I want it all.

I spelled my name in crops this morning. This is more than addiction. It’s a sickness, really.

As another friend said, the first step is admitting you have a problem.  Did that!  Now back to farming…