Your boredom doesn't begin to compare to mine. I've been collecting used dryer sheets and lint for quite some time now, saving it for the perfect project.
I've decided that embroidery stitch sampler panels using thread I've had forever tacking down lint on layers of worn out polyester panels will be the perfect metaphor for this time in our history.
It's pointless, useless, and absurd. It's even odd and kind of on the deranged side.
Might even be certifiable. But I'm already locked up, like some embarrassing family secret, so to hell with you.