A Tale of Woe

I grabbed Skyrim the day it came out, and didn't play another game for over a year.  I didn't always play video games, but when I did it was Skyrim.

A few months ago, we babysat one of my wife's various and sundry relatives.  The young lad is a bit sheltered, and he was terribly excited to see me playing Skyrim when his parents dropped him off.  Being the type to encourage the corruption of innocent youth whenever and wherever possible, I allowed him to play some Skyrim, sure, no problem, whatever.

It wasn't until the little tyke had left that I remembered that there are only so many auto-save slots on the game, and every time the little guy went in and out of a house, it created a new autosave.

Problem was?  It had been over three months since I had last actually saved the game - I just let my autosaving do the work for me.  Every time it autosaved, I lost an autosave, until there was nothing left but the flailings of an eight year old.

So, yeah.  It's taken me this long to get over it, but it feels good to be able to talk about it.  I had GTA V to tide me over recently, so that was cool, but as I'm listening to the OST, my heart pines for Skyrim's rugged peaks and dark dungeons.

I think I'll be visiting there again soon.