I've been in a small funk for a couple weeks, which I mostly attribute to a mysterious illness that has given me headaches, tummy aches, and fatigue. It's not enough to shut down and curl up in bed for a few days, but has affected my energy level to a point where I feel the minimum is all I can handle. My husband feels he needs to fix me by suggesting multiple hobbies I could become involved in.
I don't think I'm very dynamic. As a wife I disdain all things domestic. The only thing that keeps me from hiring a maid is money. Cooking, laundry and cleaning all seem like a never ending epic battle: I just beat back what I have to to get by. I guess he knew what he was getting himself into.
He has suggested watercolors. I turn my nose up. He has suggested gardening. Is that like outside domestic chores? Triathlons, like him... is the water cold? No way. Oh, and I can't ride a bike. How about helping him in the studio? Not really.
I could get into horse riding, but I have no money, and what do I do with the kiddos? I like to dance, but lessons are expensive and what do I do with the kiddos? I could get into hiking, but what do I do with the kiddos? (see a theme?)
I could ask him to watch the kiddos, which he would do, but we don't have a lot of time. And as I've explained often, sometimes it's not worth it because of what I might have to deal with when I come home, making the fun and relaxing I had null and void. It's a lot like coming back to the classroom after having a sub for a day.
I like history, but is that really a hobby? Is teaching? I'm such a nerd, it's really what I enjoy! I like to think and read about it, and learn, and be creative in the classroom, getting "a ha moments" from kids, like points on a video game!
I'm just in this little funk and I don't even know what to blog about. It will pass and I will be excited about life soon. Then maybe this will be more interesting to read!