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Confessions of an Obsession Part 7

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I have not made a blog entry for quite a while now as there has been nothing come to mind that would be interesting to share, but lately I have been falling into a habit that I don’t want to encourage, so I thought I would share it here. The first step to recovery, of course, is to admit that you have a problem. I’ve been sucked in and I really want to stop now. I’m talking, of course, about Youtube videos.

Oh, those cute, funny animal clips! The cockatiel who bops to the music, or the kitty chasing fish on an i-pad, or the mother elephant helping her baby climb a hill. Let’s not forget the stunning surprise singers on Britain’s got talent, or America’s got talent or Japan’s got talent, the X Factor, the Voice, etc……

Lately I’ve found when I’m indecisive about what to do with my day that could generously be called productive, that red and white logo sucks me in and before I know it, I’m watching blooper reels from tv shows that went off the air 20 years ago.

Oh, I’m not saying Youtube is a waste of time. I’m still employed and I find when I’m stuck trying to figure out a function in Excel, for example, Youtube comes in handy because Microsoft Help files are pretty much useless. I also occasionally put in my ear buds and listen to Tibetan singing bowls, or some soothing meditative music while I’m doing something else. However I really have to stop clicking on those videos with titles like “Greatest flash mob ever” or “Child singer shocks judges”. It’s a giant time suck and a black hole - I’ve been in that black hole and emerged several hours later having lost half a day searching for the best, the funniest and the most amazing.

I guess I’ll try to withdraw by picking up that afghan I had been knitting and had set aside for a few months. Knitting has gotten me through a few addiction withdrawals - like those evil sugar-free reese’s peanut butter cups - so maybe it can help me to not type in those seven letters that call me every time I see them promising me that a life-changing experience is just a click away.