I've learned for me the best thing is to go to work and feed my family when my tank is not busy. Even though there is probably over 20k worth of livestock, in a 40 gallon tank, gotta put it aside. I just look at her and say,"I'll be back baby."
I guess I'm a little addicted to work to. I'm trying really hard not to let Reef control my life and my garage this time around.
Yes indeed... you know you may be on to something here..You’ll have to forgive the dated reference, but I grew up in the 80's, and E.T. is what I always think about when I’m drawing this curious emotional connection.
I'm talking about that existisitential bond linking our corals health and happiness, to our own mental or physical state. You know just like in E.T. when our adorable alien friend is getting all sick and dying, and Elliot is experiencing the same thing through some cosmically anthropomorphic connection. Well I’m telling you this happens to me. When my coral is happy, I'm happy. No doubt about it. There's a spring in my step and a happy tune in my head. But when my coral seems off, or like something is wrong, my mood changes pretty dramatically. From slightly depressed to an all out frantic spell, almost like clockwork lol. Ask my wife, she'll tell you.
It’s not that my moods are directly dictated by the health of my tank inhabitants, and maybe a lot of this has to do with the fact that I’ve got a lot at stake, with regards to the health of my specimens now. Or at least that it's exacerbated to a degree I'll admit, but I'm telling you this goes back long before coral was a source of income for me. It's a connection that has somehow established itself as real, at least in my case. And OK OK, I know I’m not actually telepathically connected to my coral like in ET, but I can say for sure, that the health of my coral has a definite impact on my own mood. Good or bad, sometimes extreme, and other times negligible, but I can't deny that this connection exists.
Is it just me, or does anyone else feel like Elliot sometimes?