I've fallen in love with diamond painting. Doesn't matter the subject matter, it's something to do while listen/watching YouTube.
Back in the 90s I was trying cross-stitching, but it took too much concentration for not that much result, but diamond painting is easier to pick up and put down for a while.
When I'm stocking shelves (yay) if the box is damaged, but the product isn't exposed to air, I'll damage it out and add it to the donations pile.
If the product is touching air when it's not supposed to, pasta is the exception since it's pretty much always exposed, it gets damaged out and added to the compost pile
I forgot the name of the book, but it starts out with some alien overlord dying, and a whole bunch of people commit ritualistic sewer slide over the death of the alien, and i just couldn't force myself to care.
I even started writing down names and details on the characters, just to try and make it stick. But I don't remember anything happening, to the point I just forgot to finish it.
Edit: Recommended by my brother, but I just didn't get what he got out of it.
I've fallen in love with diamond painting. Doesn't matter the subject matter, it's something to do while listen/watching YouTube.
Back in the 90s I was trying cross-stitching, but it took too much concentration for not that much result, but diamond painting is easier to pick up and put down for a while.