I bought this kit 10 or so years ago at Christmastime. In the midst of shopping for smaller grandchildren than we have now. I thought it would be fun, and couldn't bear to gift it. I wanted to try it. Fast forward 10 years and I still want to try it. It comes with a LONG instruction booklet...which I have been hesitant to read. I am going to read it. This week... yep, going to do that.
By the way, "Trying Things" is not just the doing of things, but being intentional in my retirement about keeping my brain engaged and finding those things that bring joy. Spring is peaking out. I have a friend that has offered some cement blocking for the yard. Gardening... not something new, but something that brings joy is on the horizon. Did you know hands in the soil is good for depression? Something about the microbes in the soil having something that increases serotonin. For a more technical and more complete explanation, read this:
My theory is that "the winter blues" may be directly related to lack of contact with the soil... My only research on my theories is me. I know when I bundle up, go out, and turn the compost and get my hands dirty I feel better. I do not have depression, and know it is different and more serious- sometimes requiring medication. All I am saying is that dirt makes me feel good and I am looking forward to getting dirty more often in retirement.
I totally relate to the intention to paint. I do 'The Artist's Way,' which includes a weekly artist's date. I avoid it like the plague! I had to force myself to paint with my granddaughter recently. So much self-criticizing. Arg! Skip the instruction book, just paint and see how it feels.
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