COVID obliterated my desire to be social. It takes major effort to do fun activities outside the house. How does that make sense? There's other backstory as to why I feel that way, but I digress.I spend my time being a full-time + part-time worker and parenting my 10-year-old autistic son. On Mondays, I bowl in a league. It's not exactly my jam, but it's forced since I committed, & it's that bad.I also love crafts of all sorts, building Legos, collecting vinyl records. I used to love writing (letters and poems), cooking and baking, & self-care, and I'd love to get all those loves back!