Tt loves his college football. The first year we were dating, it really bothered me. He'd want to spend evenings and saturdays at home in front of the television alone watching football and getting drunk. He would be extra excited about it if one or all of his brothers was going to join in. By the end of football season the first year, I was ready to call it quits. But I realized how much he loved it, and saw that it was a relatively harmless mainstream hobby.
Hobby. Enjoyable hobby. Something that made him happy.
So by the next season, I had it figured out. I signed up for an all-day art class on Saturdays. I suddenly had my own all-consuming enjoyable hobby, which I can pick up and enjoy whenever I start feeling like second fiddle. And guess what? We're both much happier. Gives us something to chat about in the off-season.
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