I can sew. I learned when I was a child, it was the only option to own new clothing that actually fit me. I loved heavy fabrics, extravagant coats and tailored items. I've made dozens of bridesmaid outfits for unconventionally shaped girls and hundreds of quilts. Dog jackets.
I don't want to do it anymore. My sewing machine shits me, I can't see to thread a needle and I can't stand the mess.
The storeroom is full of boxes of fabric which I can't bear to throw out. It's one of the few hobbies where I can justify keeping provisions even though I'm not sure I'll ever do it again. You simply can't buy the range of fabric now that you could 20 years ago