Down The Rabbit Hole Again

I just had a great chuckle. I downloaded the Ontario Genealogical Society 2016 Conference App. from Google Play. Listed underneath the application, as the top download also downloaded by others who downloaded the OGS Conference 2016 App? Addiction Biology.

Oh I have seen all the comics about how we Genealogists/Family Historians are up to all hours hunched over our computer keyboards, how we are neglectful of our significant others, how our homes fall down around us from that same neglect…it goes on and on. We do have a singular passion. We are almost driven to find the answers to all our Family mysteries. But is it really an addiction?

If so, I have turned my addiction into a business. Is that ok? Can I blame the extra hours I am doing Genealogy on my business now? “I can’t come to bed right now…I know I haven’t been to bed in three nights…but I am WORKING!” If so? Oh, how clever of me to hide my addiction behind the guise of work!

addictiondef

This from typing “addiction definition” into a Google Search.

Enslavement? Really?

I don’t think I am enslaved to my family history….I am quite devoted to it for sure. Do I depend on it? Well, it does “pay the bills”. Is it a habit? Well, not as good a habit as I would like – there are so many Rubbermaid containers full of things yet to digitize in my basement and if I could get into a good habit of working on them, then they would be done…I could place the Rubbermaid Containers in the bedroom so I had to climb over them to get up every day. Oh, oh, that sounds a bit obsessive doesn’t it? I am sure “obsessive” is in the definition of addiction somewhere.

When I go deep into something for hours or even days, I call it “going down the Rabbit hole.” Like what I did just now, stopping everything I am doing to write a blog about Genealogy and addiction. Down the rabbit hole again.

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Author: grandmasgenesblog

Mags Gaulden “They have been at a great feast of languages and stolen the scraps.” - William Shakespeare. My favorite quote, ever. If I were a color I would be cobalt blue. In tense situations I try to diffuse the tenseness with humor (sometimes this approach works, sometimes not). When it rains I feel calm and restive. When it snows I am an ecstatic child expecting a snow day (living in Canada I am ecstatic often). I am happiest when I am doing something, anything, outdoors. People in my family have had names like Goolie and Nimrod (the last one handed down for generations). I thrive when I am helpful to others. I thrive when I am problem solving. I am a Carolinian at my core and I am deeply rooted in the foothills of the Blue Ridge mountains where I grew-up. If you cut me I would bleed the sound of bluegrass music.

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