I wanted to write something here sometime, but never quite got the chance to do it. This has been a pretty hellish week at work, with a lot of tasks coming that were not expected, requiring a lot of quick-change-do-this. I’m reputed to be good at this, but it was all very nerve-wracking. Plus, a lot of things didn’t get done that I had expected to get to. I’m very glad this is a long weekend, with Labor Day on Monday.
My main obsession in the last week, once I get home, has been working on family history. Working through ancestry.com, I’ve added a ton of names lately, some of them with actual sources to back them up. In someone else’s family tree information, I found a collection of newspaper articles from early in the 20th century, describing the events leading up to the divorce of a set of my great-grandparents. The precipitating event was that the man “abandoned” his wife, taking up with a pretty young thing in another city. But life prior to that was hardly idyllic, with constant disagreements. During one fight, she (allegedly) attacked him with objects, including two of her corsets. OK, it’s all fun and games till the foundation garments come out.
In all seriousness, though, one of the underlying causes was alcoholism, something that runs through parts of my family for generations, wreaking havoc and shortening lives; one can see it in the records even if there are few actual accounts. Yet my parents, by the time I came around, somehow avoided all that and gave me and my sister a stable, loving home. Against the odds, one might say. This week, I realized how fortunate I am for that, because I can’t imagine growing up in an environment where emotional train wrecks happen so often.
Anyway, the goal of the weekend, aside from not making more large print books for a few days, is to make some more progress on the family history stuff, before that obsession wanes for a while (as it must do; have to put it aside for a while to let new leads develop). And maybe go outside away from the computer for a little while, too; some people speak well of that, for some reason.