What are your hobbies? It's a simple question, yet when I am asked this, I just lose it. I want to rage and yell. I have been thinking about why it bothers me so much.
As a child, I loved Holly Hobby. My very first lunch box was a Holly Hobby lunch box. I loved Holly Hobby. I think that I found her so very wholesome and sweet. Okay, I used to love this concept of hobby. I learned how to crochet. I taught myself. My mother taught me how to knit and I understood the instructions enough to understand how to follow directions and do more complicated stitches. If you ask me nicely, I can embroider a little bit. I don't see cooking as a hobby but as a life skills. Is reading a hobby? Is writing? Is blogging?
I have gone into the Hobby Stores. There is a bunch of them around me. Santi used to love Hobby Stores. He would try his hand at beading. He would buy his canvasses and his paint there. If you would let him, he would wander the aisles for hours just looking at all of the creative things that could be done and achieved. These stores overwhelm me. I see loose beads and half started projects that clutter the room. Is this why the word, "hobby" upsets me?
Beyond the creative or arts and crafty, I think that hobby upsets me because of the insinuation of time. I think this is what upsets me the most. What do I like to do in my spare time? Uh... sleep? Blogging is a type of hobby, isn't it? Yes, it is- but I am also using this blog as a type of therapy. I don't know. I'll try it on for size. Do you have any hobbies? NO!!! I DON'T HAVE ANY TIME FOR HOBBIES!!! WHO HAS TIME FOR A HOBBY!!! (Deep breath) Okay, maybe I need to try that again. Give me a second... I'm counting up to ten... Hey Elle, do you have any hobbies? (Deep breath, don't yell) Yes. I write a blog. I think I'm getting a headache from not yelling but I did it. Whew.
Okay, there will come a day when I will have time to do needlework. I will take up yoga with Glenda. I will do small home projects as a hobby and have HGTV on all day long learning about stuff. I will watch television. There will come a time when I will collect pretty beads and make all types of fun and expressive jewelry. I will keep up with my eyebrows and nails. Man, I'm here daydreaming. There will come a day when I will be the Hobby Queen!!!
Until then, I take advantage of my time and let my expression and creativity flow through my make up and my hair; two birds in one stone type of deal. I read a few minutes before I drift off to sleep. And I write this blog, which I am so thankful for. I don't keep all the crazy in- I let it out and paint my life with words instead of color. What a blessing!!! I'm still not a fan of Hobby. I'll let it marinate and I'll let you know what happens.