Day 41 can be summed up by three words: cleaning, thunderstorm, and annoyance.
The cleaning part:
The thunderstorm part:
(This was so cute. I felt like a mum looking out the window at my kids playing. It's nice to see them have fun.)
Hehe. :)
We like seeing them have fun, but there weren't going to be any electrocutions on Abby's watch.The annoyance part:
The night of Day 41, all THREE ghosts were active, tag-teaming and scaring the bejeezus out of everyone in the house so intensely that I couldn't keep Abby sane and in the green enough to protect the rest of them. It occurred to me that I was no longer having fun with this amusing ghost problem, and that, moreover, I'm already going to have like negative a million points for losing three sims and playing this house for so long, so what do I care if I lose points for moving graves off the lot? I decided I didn't.
So long, suckers, and good riddance. Maybe now I'll see how well the sims can handle their moods and skills autonomously, WITHOUT the extreme crippling effect of being triply haunted every other night. :) Hoorah!
The night of Day 41, all THREE ghosts were active, tag-teaming and scaring the bejeezus out of everyone in the house so intensely that I couldn't keep Abby sane and in the green enough to protect the rest of them. It occurred to me that I was no longer having fun with this amusing ghost problem, and that, moreover, I'm already going to have like negative a million points for losing three sims and playing this house for so long, so what do I care if I lose points for moving graves off the lot? I decided I didn't.
So long, suckers, and good riddance. Maybe now I'll see how well the sims can handle their moods and skills autonomously, WITHOUT the extreme crippling effect of being triply haunted every other night. :) Hoorah!