My husband has the same "hobby" as yours. :(
He doesn't mind so much that I quilt, he's not interested in it, but he gives me the obligatory "That's nice". He doesn't really complain about it, but I can tell when he's irritated about me spending every free moment in my basement and then I just feel guilty.
He left this morning to go out of the country for a month...is it bad that I'm happy about it because I can quilt guilt free whenever I feel like it?