I’ve decided that my husband – Mr. Scoutie Girl – has a unique creative superpower. The nature of said superpower keeps him up late at night, requires the purchase of countless resource materials, and is the subject of many angry text messages exchanged at the dinner table.
His creative superpower is of a seasonal nature. Sometimes his superpower makes him money – most of the time it’s just for fun.
Inevitably, there is much swearing involved. Sometimes drinking. And always much disappoint at others accomplishments – or lack thereof.
That’s right, my husband’s secret creative superpower is fantasy sports.
Lest you discount this as a creative superpower, let me explain that he has a job that requires much physical fortitude but discourages creative thinking. In analyzing players, projecting stats, and sizing up the competition, his practice of fantasy sports is quite a craft.
Sure it’s easy to discount his erratic behavior as being completely unproductive but I’m glad he’s got his creative outlet. You know what a superhero is like when he can’t use his superpower!