We had been dating a few months when Hubby (or rather future Hubby) started suggesting I “get a hobby.” Reading didn’t count according to him. Although I admired his ability to get wrapped up painting his Warhammer figures, I just couldn’t see myself getting so involved in anything other than my books.
After we were married, and I’d finally finished school, he started encouraging me to choose a hobby again. But nothing really caught my fancy. Until I discovered Scrapbooking. I bet he wishes he hadn't encouraged me so much now! :D