Last night I watched “Fever Pitch” on one of those movie channels. It stars Drew Barrymore and Jimmy Fallon. It was a cute movie. Not as funny as I thought it would be, but I still liked it a lot. If you haven’t seen it, let me tell you a little bit about the story. It’s about this math teacher (Jimmy Fallon) who meets a young professional (Drew Barrymore), and they start dating. Her friends ask her what his deal is because he seems smart and funny and cute, so why is he 30-something and still single? His one big flaw? He is a Boston Red Socks fan. I’m not talking someone who loves to watch the games on TV and owns a couple of t-shirts and a hat. I’m talking full-on knowledge of every Red Sox game ever. He owns every book, every piece of memorabilia, and he inherited some of the best seats in Fenway Park. During baseball season, his life literally revolves around the Red Socks.
At first the girl is fine with his “interest”, but realizes over time that it is more than an interest. It actually threatens their relationship quite a bit. Now, I don’t want to spoil any of the movie for you (even though yes, it is quite predictable), so I’m going to stop talking about the movie now.
I have family members and friends who remind me of Jimmy Fallon’s character. They get an interest, but then that interest grows and grows. Soon, it seems to be more of an obsession than an interest. Where do you draw the line? I don’t feel that I have an obsessions. I show an interest in something (for example, let’s say I think frogs are kind of cute), so I get a few things here and there (a pair of earrings, a stuffed animal), and the next thing I know everyone around me is giving me so much frog stuff that I feel like I married Kermit and we settled down in a swamp somewhere. I have t-shirts, magnents, decorative pins, glow-in-the-dark frogs, more stuffed animals, postcards, posters, books and bookmarks, quilts, baby clothes, planters… I am surrounded by frogs!!
Of course, that is only an example (*wink*). I don’t do that to myself, of course. I don’t feel the need to, especially if everyone is giving me all this stuff. I get sick of it, though, because I don’t want to be known as “the frog lady” or something by the neighborhood children. I have a lot of interests, and I don’t feel that there is one or two interests that take over everything else in my life. I like variety.
I just don’t like obsessions. Obsessions take over everything, and I think you lose friends, too, because not everyone thinks whatever your obsession is is that great anyway. You know the saying… “variety is the spice of life!” If you have an obsession, think about taking it down a notch (or two, or twenty!) and making it an interest. And cultivate some other interests! Just a thought.