Hobbies can be ... "given up"?

*Moves the oscilloscope from the bench to the shelf next to the box of yarn and needles/hooks, carefully pushing aside the set of sharpening stones (used for kitchen knives, chisels, and scythes). The stereomicroscope atop the yarn box wobbles precariously so I move that to a safer spot between the seed cabinet and welding rods. I can now move the sewing machine to the space on the bench, extracting it from atop the vintage amp (awaiting new transistors) between the stack of langstroth frames and the 3 boxes of empty jars. But before I can finish sewing up the new couch upholstery I need to reassemble the motor after inspecting it following an overheating event caused by a faulty pedal (already fixed). The secateurs and grafting knives can be moved out of the way (thankfully that task is done because the scions were taking up way too much space in our small fridge [couldn't fridge leftovers for almost a month -- just scions, and the usual permanent residents like milks, condiments, cheese, carrots, and an entire shelf of 6 different lines of sourdough cultures]).*