At the moment I am avidly eating my cheese and tomato sandwich, garnished with pepper. It is Sunday evening, we have eaten our way through the week-end meals and now it is time to relax and choose what you fancy – Sunday evening is “choisi de frigidaire” (refrigerator choice). Do your own thing, eat what you find and fancy. I will probably follow this up with a cheese sandwich (I have some Italian asiago cheese in the fridge).
But avid comes and goes. I used to knit, my kids were walking around in pullovers designed by me: every evening I would sit in front of the TV with my knitting needles and watch how an arm, or a front part of a pullover would grow. I would also knit socks for the kids. I loved knitting socks. It was so rewarding and it was the done thing in Switzerland to knit socks for the kids. Even Mr. Swiss like knitted socks for at home. He would not wear them in public.
As time passed on I was no longer an enthusiastic knitter, I had a computer and there were all sorts of things to get avid about connected to the computer. Suddenly everyone was discovering their family trees. The mormons had been doing it for years, but now the software had arrived. I joined Ancestry.com, I got myself software for bulding a nice tree, and the rest was all in internet. After a couple of years I had discovered 990 relatives, dead and alive, but realised I was now at the end of the research. Now and again a skeleton fell out of the woodwork, but they were becoming rare appearances, and so I was losing my enthusiasm.
In the meanwhile I had at last fulfilled one of my ambitions to learn the russian language. I enrolled in the local evening classes and it was fun. I got the hang of the cyrillic alphabet, could write it and read it and we were a small group of russian language students meeting regularly for our weekly lesson. I stayed for about 12 years. The regular students were becoming less and so I also decided to stop. I can still speak russian and understand it, but not perfectly. Now and again I stick my nose into a Russian language book and even found an online site to practice, but it needs time.
In the meanwhile Mr. Swiss gave me a hand-me-down digital camera. He had got a new one. Where he would perhaps take a couple of photos now and again, I was taking photos daily of everything everywhere. This was the new thing to get avid about. After a couple of years I bought my own better digi camera and then I discovered DSLR cameras. I again visited the local evening classes for a photography course, with the result that I soon had my own DSLR Nikon camera and actually discovered that photography was fun. I am still avid about it and never really go anywhere without a camera: even shopping trips are more interesting when you take photos.
I seem to be a very avid person and I will not even begin to talk about the computer, without which life would be boring. It is much more interesting than knitting socks. I also devour books, I love my Kindle. Upload the book, read it, and upload the next one. Oh life can be so wonderful when you always have something to do with your spare time, although the spare time seems to be getting less and less with so much avid activity.