The other day I mentioned how I often lack motivation and so I bring you:
Hobbies I Had Planned To Start But…
I’ve had visions of myself standing in front of an easel, covered in paint daubs and smears, my brush in hand skillfully bringing my vision to life. I’ve even got a number of pictures that I’ve taken around town of things I thought would make good subjects. My easel stands in the corner as of yet unused.
- Knitting and Crocheting
Norwegian winters are long and dark so what better way to spend that time than to create warm, soft scarves and throws. Something you can wrap around yourself as you sit on the couch and look out your front window into the gloomy half dark of a cold January day, the heat from your coffee cup warming your hands. So far I’ve made a couple of pot holders and a tea towel. If I stitch them together I may be able to keep my neck warm I guess.
When I was younger I always enjoyed creative writing class in school. Stringing words together, making up characters and seeing which path they take through the world I’d created for them. Maybe I’ve lost touch with that part of me that was able to bring to life people and situations that hadn’t existed before. Even if I tried I’m not sure I’d have the courage to share anything I had written with anyone.
I think my last scrapbook page commemorated a winter hike my husband and I took around a lake here in Norway. Since then we had gotten married, I moved to Norway permanently and we bought a house. In other words, four and a half years have gone by with nary an update.
Once we moved into our house, the one with the bigger kitchen, more counter space and two windows I thought I’d be whipping up new and exciting recipes every other day. After all I didn’t lug the heavy “Joy of Cooking” tome from Canada with me for nothing, right? It now sits on a shelf in the kitchen resting under a thin layer of dust, two dessert cookbooks and a bread making book.
Despite my dismal track record, I’m still on the lookout for the perfect corner of the house where the light is just right to set up my easel and I’ll keep wiping off the dust on my almost pristine copy of “Joy of Cooking”. And perhaps someday I’ll see if there are any characters hanging about in the forgotten corners of my mind and give them somewhere to go and something to do.
Are there any hobbies you’ve let fall by the wayside? How do you stay motivated or even find motivation? I’d love to hear some tips and suggestions!