In the month of February I began to feel very restless. The sun had not appeared in months, I was done decorating and organizing the house and there was a part of me itching for an outlet to channel my boredom. I spent a month looking for a new hobby. Keep in mind, my only hobbies are once a month GNO, reality tv (yes, tv is a hobby, just like when people respond that their hobbies are camping or reading books) and reading an occasional page turner.
So, my quest for a hobby began. I spent an afternoon walking around Hobby Lobby (only appropriate, thus the name) and stumbled into the very intimidating scrapbooking isle(s). It's a completely different world in those isles. I think you need a membership card, a cricket and a lifetime supply of cardstock to even enter the area. I'm fortunate enough to have a mom who has entered the world of scrapbooking and had been putting together books for my boys for a few years. I kept telling myself, "no need to scrapbook. My mom will have them all done by the time the boys go to college." So, I think I bought one thing, glue or something (which you don't even use to scrapbook) and took a trip to P-town. After 10 or 15 minutes of my mom unloading her scrapbooking equipment, we got started. I made two pages and enjoyed the process very much. My mom asked if I needed a few things to take home and I said no, that I would just come to her house when I wanted to scrapbook.
Well, a few months later I started to get the itch to organize my photos and the creative twitch started flickering again. I took another trip to Hobby Lobby, but this time I swiped my membership card and went right in (I had made two scrapbook pages at this point, pro). I picked up the basics and have been creating a few pages here and there. Trevor loves to help cut and Tyson loves to pick up the stacks of photos and spread them out all over the floor. He's also fond of bending them, stepping on them or ripping them. What a sweetheart:)
I've found that the process is really filling a void in me. Marketing is a creative job, but marketing at an accounting firm isn't as creative as you may think:) I love reminiscing through the memories and mentally taking myself to that moment. Visitors have enjoyed going through the books and finding themselves also.
So, for now, the unsettling, restless boredom has subsided. I'm always open to new hobby ideas though! February will roll around before we know it!