One of my many faults is that I fail to think objectively through things sometimes.  I get an idea in my head, and then I can’t let go of it, and it sort of takes on a life of its own.

Here’s a small example to illustrate what I mean.  A while back one of my kids joined the chess team at school.  I don’t know what he’s doing in the club, other than going to meetings before school one day a week.   But it planted an idea in my head – what if I could (re)learn how to play chess, and then we could play each other!  That makes sense, right?

I played a little bit when I was a teen or so, nothing much; I remember what move each piece can make but that’s about it.

So then the idea went a little further – playing chess on my phone or laptop is rather not satisfying.  How about if I actually had a chess set?  Then we could play together.   Maybe my other kids would like to learn the game.  Maybe it would be better than sitting here and watching ICarly reruns.  Someone told me that their kid plays with his therapist each session, that it helps give insight into his thought patterns, that the therapist could see how he responded to stress or feeling cornered, feeling as if he didn’t have the upper hand, how he would shut down when he felt overwhelmed.  It sounded.. logical (ha, I’m watching Star Trek while I type this).

So I’ve been reading about the game, and I bought a chess set.  Which is funny, considering I have much better things to spend money on, like food or gas or rent.  Ya know, little things.  But maybe this will turn out to be a not too bad idea, unlike most of my little obsessions.  We’ll see.