Talk last night revolved around needing something to do.
What I find myself talking about far too much is work. I like what I do. I like where I work. But there is just so much more.
But I find myself going to work. Coming home. Eating dinner. Having a drink. Watching some TV, then repeating.
So I want a hobby.
We talked about starting a book club. Maybe even starting with a short story, to get it going.
We talked about a few of us buying some land and a small cabin.
Part of me would like to learn how to play piano.
I wish I liked gardening or working in the yard. But I don't.
Maybe I should take a class of some kind.
Random thought:
Oh yeah does anyone know where I could donate kids books to? And not goodwill or salvation army. I want them to go directly ti kids. Not a store shelf to collect dust.
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