Share a hobby you’ve picked up recently — what got you into it?

Apparently, My Hobby Is Having Hobbies 😂🔨🎨🦈

Share a hobby you picked up recently and what got you into it?

Excuse me, but WHAT HOBBY HAVE I NOT PICKED UP?! 😂

If you know me, you already know I will try just about anything at least once. Why? Because somewhere deep inside my Scorpio ♏️ brain lives a tiny, overly confident woman screaming:

“HOW HARD CAN IT BE?!”

And THAT, my peeps, is how most of my hobbies begin.

I don’t necessarily pick up hobbies.

I pick up PROJECTS.

And once I decide I want something done, I don’t want it done next week. I don’t want it done tomorrow.

I WANTED IT DONE YESTERDAY.

Patience may be a virtue, but apparently it was not included in my factory settings. 😂

If I decide a room needs painting, suddenly I’m a professional painter.

Do I actually know what I’m doing?

Irrelevant.

GET ME A ROLLER. 🎨

If I decide an old piece of furniture needs a makeover, suddenly I’m watching videos about chalk paint like I’m about to open my own furniture restoration business.

Two hours later, I’ve got brushes, wax, sandpaper, three shades of paint, and enough confidence to restore furniture from the Revolutionary War.

HEAVENS TO BETSY ROSS, MOVE OVER—I’VE GOT THIS. 😂

If something needs building?

Hand me the tools.

If something needs fixing?

Congratulations. You are now looking at Ms. Fix-It. 🔨

Do I always know which tool I need?

Absolutely not.

But I will stare at all of them until one looks like it might accomplish the mission.

Trial and error, baby.

If that doesn’t work, I’ll Google it.

Then I’ll YouTube it.

Then I’ll watch three people do it three completely different ways and decide that MY FOURTH WAY is probably better anyway. 😂

And if all else fails?

Fine.

I’ll call somebody.

But GOOD LORD, that is the LAST RESORT.

Because somewhere along the way, I became Ms. Independent.

I’m single. I’ve learned to do things on my own. I actually LIKE knowing I can figure things out without depending on somebody else to come rescue me.

I don’t need Prince Charming riding up on a white horse carrying a toolbox.

I HAVE MY OWN TOOLBOX.

Now, whether I know what every single thing in that toolbox does is none of your business. 😂

That’s between me, Google, YouTube, and the Lord.

And possibly Spirit Water. 🍷

Because Ms. Independent is one thing.

But Ms. Independent with a side of spicy and Spirit Water is an entirely different department.

Regular Christy says:

“Let me research this and figure out the proper way to do it.”

Spirit Water says:

“GIVE ME THE POWER TOOL. I SAW A 47-SECOND VIDEO. WE’RE QUALIFIED.”

😂😂😂

And THAT is when everybody probably needs safety goggles.

But I love learning how to do new things. I love figuring things out. I love that little moment when something finally works and I can stand back, put my hands on my hips, and say:

“SEE?! I KNEW I COULD DO IT!”

Even if there are six leftover screws lying on the floor.

Those were obviously optional.

😂

I want to know how to paint it, fix it, build it, restore it, create it, handle it, and—if necessary—protect myself while doing it.

Basically, I’m working toward becoming some bizarre combination of Martha Stewart, Bob Vila, MacGyver, and a woman who voluntarily wants to get into a cage with a GREAT WHITE SHARK. 🦈

Because apparently THAT sounds reasonable to me.

Fearless?

Maybe.

Stubborn?

Absolutely.

Independent?

YOU BET YOUR SWEET BETSY ROSS I AM.

And I think that’s why I keep picking up new hobbies.

It isn’t really about the hobby.

It’s about knowing that I’m still learning.

Still trying.

Still creating.

Still discovering things I didn’t know I could do.

And still occasionally standing in the middle of a project wondering:

“What in the actual crap have I gotten myself into?”

😂😂😂

But that’s LIFE.

Try the thing.

Paint the room.

Restore the furniture.

Build something.

Fix something.

Take the class.

Learn the skill.

Travel somewhere you’ve never been.

Get on the plane.

Run with the bulls in Spain. 🇪🇸

Get in the shark cage. 🦈

And when somebody says, “Do you even know how to do that?”

Smile and say:

“Not yet.”

Because you can learn.

And if you mess it up?

Well…

YouTube probably has a video for that too. 😂

So go learn something NEW.

Pick up another hobby.

Check another box off that crazy life checklist.

Because I don’t want to sit around wondering what I could’ve learned, could’ve done, or could’ve experienced.

I want to LIVE it.

And apparently collect 4,762 hobbies along the way.

Ms. Independent has entered the workshop. 🔨💅

Spirit Water is supervising. 🍷

The shark cage is waiting. 🦈

And somewhere, Betsy Ross is probably hiding the power tools.

CARPE DIEM, PEEPS! ✨

Life is too short to wait for somebody else to come fix it.

Figure it out, laugh when you screw it up, learn something new, and keep checking off that life list. ❤️