Bacon. There is always bacon. Its delicious even if you mess up a bit.(yay for bacon flavoured coal)
I don't like bacon much. When it's available, I eat one strip. I could start with cooking some bacon, pancakes, and/or eggs instead of my family, perhaps.
There are three words to get you out of your rut and all of them are: Practice, Practice, Practice.
Work takes motivation. I have none currently.
Go to a dojo. If you're lazy there, you get your ass whipped. Ta da, your laziness is gone!
I took tennis lessons last summer, with a similar instructing style. I dropped after the first week. That isn't the type of style that works for me. It doesn't make me try any harder, it just makes me feel bad. Stress does not help me, it only makes things worse.
Start from recipes, and then tweak them just a little bit to suit your tastes. A pinch of salt never really hurt anything.
I know of nothing appealing enough to spend time on. I don't appreciate an hour-preparation meal much more than the sandwich I eat every day for lunch.
Art and Programming are about learning the rules and then bending them. Once you learn the rules of the game, you tweak them to suit your needs, kind of like cooking.
I don't know the rules of art yet. My skills are at zero. I don't get how to best bend the rules, either. I try putting together a program, and it ends up four times worse than it should be, if not full of errors.
You just have to start, and your passion will carry you on. You can do it, man.
This is the main problem, I guess. I don't have any passion, for anything; at least, not now. It makes improvement hard. The last time I can recall having passion was in April, and that was due to rather extraordinary circumstances.