" There is a very fine line between 'hobby' and 'mental illness.'" -Dave Barry
I think what he meant to say was "There is a very fine line between 'hobby' and your family developing a mental illness."
My dad has learned a lot of patience with me and my hobbies over the years. Way back when, the sight of melting wax for some project in the house made him panic , now he calmly says, "clean it up and get it out."
He's learned that jars go in the dishwasher and then to my room for use in later projects instead of right into the recycle.
Knowing all the adaptations he's made to living with me I try and finish projects quickly. "It's almost done Dad" I tell him. It'll all be gone as soon as I'm done with this project.
The other day he pointed something new out to me. It's never done. Sure I finish one project, and I clean it all up and the big dining room table is cleared off for a day or two. BUT Sure enough, two days later a new and different project is out and on the table. There's always a project. It's never done.
Hes right. I cant deny it. I'm not even sure if I can change it. I guess I can be really glad and thankful that he tolerates it, and HE can be really glad and thankful that I'm getting married in 33 days and the problem will now be Luke's.