Never bored

Hello Folksies
I am never bored.  I cannot remember a time in my life when I have been bored.  Oh wait, I have been bored with people, tv, music, that kind of boredom but with my own self? Nope. This is recently being tested because  my sewing machine DIED on me.  I thought it only needed a good D and C.  Nope.  I was patient, cooed sweet nothings to her . . . nada . . . opened her up again and did another clean sweep and a teensy more oil . . . nada.  Rather than scream a steady stream of profanities at her,  (which would have felt so much  better than it sounded),  I carried her to the repair shop.  That was 2 weeks ago.  She is having issues with her timing.  I understand that it is a common enough ailment.  I would like to know HOW it happened so if it was me, I wouldn't do it again.
But boredom.  Hmmm.  Everything I do requires some modicum of sewing.  I even sew my paper crafting stuff.  I know, I am odd.
I finally pulled an old cutter quilt out of the cupboard and proceeded to make lavender filled  sachets, little hearts to hang in a garland and or alone in the windows. 

 I also decided to piece some old shirts into another quilt.

simple squares set on point with hand stitching in my favored multi colored threads. 

I have also made some paper hearts and cut out all sorts of stuff and even cleaned up my studio a bit.
I am not bored.  I am lonesome.  For my babylock.  Wah.