Mate. I bought a 300 euros synthesizer. "Because I though it might be fun."

4 years later:

Worst part is, my real hobby is collecting hobbies. I have a synth wall (which I do use), a home cinema with a high end beamer which I use daily, an extensive collection of Magic The Gathering cards (which I never use anymore), a professional full frame micro photography set (never use anymore), a 3D printer and a laser cutter (which I use sometimes), a fully equipped wood working shed and because it's so tiny I made a fold out work bench to work outside (use sometimes), I got my own set of tools at he metal workshop where I'm learning metal working including welding (of which most I never use and some use every time), I got a fully soldering kit to learn arduino and electronics in general (but I lack the motivation to start doing it), I have many technic Lego sets which are just taking up space, I got a vast collection of complicated board games which I never play because no one has the time or motivation to learn all the rules then to play for 10-20 hours, I have everything for gardening as I got rid of all the tiles in my tiny garden so I could grow my own veggies which turned up in the stomachs of snails and lice so I gave that up, I bought an e-reader and got 20.000 e-books but I never read, I got a vast collection of tea which I rarely drink, I got a well equipped kitchen because I don't like cooking so I got stuff to make it simpler but I rarely use any of it, I got a large collection of spices in a self made rack which looks amazing but I usually cook the same recipes so I only use a few spices a lot, I collect cheap brand clothing like Aldi and Lidl because I think they are fun but I never wear them, I have a vast collection of festival and rave clothes but I never go to parties or festivals anymore, now I'm welding garden benches and table for my own garden but I never sit outside.

I love making things perfect for a hobby, I just rarely do the hobby. But saving up some money? Nope. Sigh. Jesus would be jealous at the massive holes in my hands.