hobbies-schmobbies

There is one thing I want to get clear – this post will be a lot of rambling.

I thought once I would start a blog, writing inspirations and daily insights would just appear on my computer screen. I love to write. I love to write creativity, I like to journal, I love to write curriculum. I love to write.

I wanted to blog about my journey through taking chemo and endless doctors appointments – but that’s depressing shit – who wants to read about that? I changed my avenue and started writing about how to find peace of mind; soak up the little things and find happiness. When I was diagnosed with cancer, I jumped into whatever project, activity, conversation, etc… basically anything that would take my mind off of the future. Anything to take my mind off of the ‘what ifs.’ But the more I sat thinking, the more I wanted to have a passion, a hobby; something that I could immerse myself into, something that would help me get through these years of uncertainties.

I’ve tried a couple different things. I tried playing Tony’s guitar. What a cluster. I give big props to people who can play any sort of instrument. My fingers ached and there were definitely moments I wanted to throw Tony’s guitar out of our bedroom window. I know I should have stuck with it longer – or maybe tried to go to an actual teacher, but I have never been musically inclined.

I would love to try my hand at photography. I would get an SLR camera and take a class. I’ve tried to be more creative with my iPhone 5s, and I have to say, I’m improving. I have gotten fancy with my angles and my finishes. I would love to have someone teach me how to manually shoot. It would be a hobby for me. I think it would be cool to know how to capture moments of your family; husbands, kids, pups, etc…

The beautiful thing about life is there are opportunities to try all these new ideas, passions, hobbies. I’ve told Tony time an time again – I will find my ‘nitch’ soon, it may just take a while (and $$ :)) to get there.

In the mean time I have started working on our front room, which is supposed to be a formal dining room. I am going to turn it into a reading nook/den. Tomorrow is paint. Following paint.. the hunt for furniture – tony hates this part. There will be money spent, sorry hunny.

Wish me luck in my search. Who knows – before the end of the year I may be a pro at shooting pictures, decorating, or even be a musician!