I’ll admit, one of the best parts about being obsessed with puzzles is all the jokes and puns I get to make about them, much to everyone’s dismay. So, yes, I am a jigsaw puzzle addict. My addiction started back in 2009 when one afternoon, a former manager mentioned to me that she went home on her lunch break to work on her puzzle. She said it was almost like an obsession. My first thought was, “Whaaaaaaat?! You’re THAT into puzzles?!” Little did I know I would soon begin my own spiral into puzzle obsession.
Up until 6 years ago most of my interactions with puzzles were during childhood. The most important lesson I seemed to take away from puzzles then was that they were stupid, but also that the frame should be completed first.
Now I find puzzles relaxing. It’s a time to turn off my brain and focus on connecting the pieces. I’ve seriously sat for three to four hours at a time, absolutely mesmerized by a puzzle. Time just flies by. Not always, but sometimes.
Sure, I openly admit that puzzles are a pretty odd hobby. I mean, when I finish one, I just wreck it, throw it back into the original box and never look at it again. But you know what? I still like them anyway.