Confessions of a Sims 3 Addict

  So I got to thinkin' as I savored my peanut butter and jelly sandwich, I've contributed a lot to this buzzberry enterprise, and I should be gettin' more compensation than I'm gettin'. This occurred to me when I was over at Trever's house the other day.  See, Trever's only job is to distract the new sheriff lady in town from our little project. In other words, while I'm breakin' my back drilling the tunnel system, he's romancing a chick.  They've been dating, and he's sendin' her gushy letters that women always eat up. Meanwhile, I'm crawlin' round in the rocks and dirt, putting my life on the line if one of those tunnels caves in on me. His share of the profits should be significantly lower than mine.  I was over at his house the other day, and just thought I'd mention my contribution so he might appreciate the fact that I'm justified in getting a larger cut once I convince the boss lady of the fact.  "Hey there...

 Hello all. This is Hannah Baum speaking. I'm better known as Josie's granddaughter or Winston and Lucile's daughter. Some might consider me a flibbertigibbet, because I can't seem to settle on a career or find a romantic partner I'm willing to stick with. I guess I'm just not sure what I want in life yet. I've got time, don't I? I'm not even 30 yet.  Well-meaning people claim I never finish what I start, but they're wrong. I finished restoring Grandpa's classic car, didn't I? And I think I did a pretty good job.  Speaking of jobs, I'm actually liking my current job, at least more than my previous ones. Everyone has told me all my life that I'm a nurturing sort, and should work with kids. Well, I've been both a teacher and a kid's sports coach, and I can tell you those jobs are a lot harder than they appear to those who have never worked those jobs. I admire those who do those jobs, because the youth need good mentors, but...