I have too many hobbies! Seriously.

Some people I know have no hobbies, zero, zilch.  They eat, work, sleep, then rewash, repeat, day, after day, after day.

That’s seems boring!

Yet others are so interested in one thing, it’s all they can do.  That’d drive me straight over the crazy cliff!

Still others, like me, (clear my throat and look side to side in case someone is staring), have so many interests, collections, activities, and hobbies, that they neither have, nor take, the time to do any of them really well.

Is that an existential hobby crisis?

I need counseling, at least a support group.

“Hi. My name is Jeff, and I’m a hobbyolic.”

Janet gently points out that I have many and varied interests, lots of them.  Honestly, she’s right.   

There’s so much I like and want to do, that sometimes, I don’t do anything. 

Like collections, I have an antique license plate collection from all 50 U.S. states, but now I’m replacing the antique plates with license plates that have our last name, RAB, in them.  If that was it, well OK, but it isn’t.

I have a small gun collection, collections of ammo, coins, family pictures, songs, instruments, even an “old stuff collection”!  It’s ridiculous! 

I even have a collection of dirt in bottles from the places we’ve visited. 

On top of it, Janet and I have eleven children between us! There’s 34 in our immediate family, and that’s not even counting extended family.  So there’s ALWAYS an activity or something going on with someone!!

Then there’s the hobbies – woodworking, carving, writing, stock investing, travel, gardening, fishing, honey bees, photography, music, home repairs, DIY projects, yardwork…

I have too many hobbies, and just need two mini-hobbies! 

Too many means jack of all trades, master of none.

Yep. Call me Jack.  (Please don’t add a tacky word after Jack!)

I have too many hobbies,
and just need two mini-hobbies! 

I asked a friend for help and they simply asked — “So, which one do you like the most?” 

Well duh!  ALL of them! 

And good grief! NONE of them!

Hobbies are like adult diapers. It just Depends!

My mind wanders from thought to thought, interest to interest.  It’s like a mental “Hobby Lobby” with lots of things on the shelves, but it turns into the “Hotel California” — you can check out any time you want, but you can never leave!  

I’d rather float like a butterfly, fluttering from each hobby, interest and collection randomly, then irregularly landing on the next one. 

So how do you do it? How do YOU become good at one hobby, one interest, and let the rest go when the whole wide world is out there?

I don’t know.  I really don’t know.