Feed Me, Seymour!

My middle name should be Glutton. I’m not talking about the type of glutton that eats obssessively. Think more along the lines of glutton for punishment…though that isn’t exactly right either. I have an insatiable appetite for knowledge.
It is 10:16am. I should be walking the dogs right now but I am soooo tired. I decided I would nap first. Here I am napping.
This whole nap thing today was supposed to start about 2 hours ago. All I wanted to do first, real quick, was check out the latest lesson (which came out today) in my grant writing course. You know…skim through the reading, the assignment, the discussion assignment if there was one, and the supplemental materials section. I knew going in that it wasn’t a great idea, but I vowed it would just be a cursory look through.  Ha!
All it takes to send me down the rabbit hole of internet researching and info collecting is moderately peeking my interest in…well, pretty much anything. Have I mentioned that Google is my higher power? Unfortunately, praying to Google for answers (entering search terms) isn’t a restorative form of prayer/meditation.
Ten tabs on Google Chrome open. Each tab patiently waiting for me to unlock the knowledge it holds. Almost every tab’s website providing more links for me to “open in new tab.” Where does it end?!
Dear Google, why do I punish myself so? Why am I unable to close your browser before a couple of hours have magically disappeared and I’m drowning in information?
Yours Endlessly, Mieke