Cars.
I liked cars and had a few different things, from a 1960’s Spitfire, to a few different Mercedes. Then one day, financial crash and I ended up driving an old Astra a relative gave me, then an old Mazda a friend gave me. It was like the spell was broken. I’m very lucky to be back in a position where if I wanted to, I could get back in to it. But I’m far less interested. They are white goods. Just make sure it can do motorway speed, and has a decent stereo.
Currently driving the most invisible car in the world and it’s great.