To continue a little thought from yesterdays story, It dawned on me that one of the absolute saddest parts of this fun passion is finding a hoard of amazing stuff for sale by a loved one once their husband has gone boating to the great lakes in the sky. As in, he or she died and left the piles of old spark plugs and other stuff with the poor family to unload.
It never goes as one my suspect, and I can tell you if you knew how your crap was being unloaded you would die… again. All those treasures you thought were so important, just are moved along. Most likely to another fools piles of crap. And to be blunt.. IT’S ALL CRAP! Just crap. It may hold a memory or so for you. But you know secretly inside, its the hunt that’s the fun part. The moment of discover, and taking it home.
So, here is a thought. UNLOAD IT! You do it, enjoy selling it off as much as you did finding it. Open a store, or just get the crap out there on ebay, make a job of it in your retirement. You will meet other idiots like yourself, and enjoy the joy of a next generation of like minded nut jobs. BTW, GUILTY AS CHARGED!
I have built a hoard of boats, cars and other meaningless crap. The ONLY, ONLY, ONLY thing that you should ever hold onto to is LOVE! Your family, your friends, and laughter. That is far more fulfilling than any old sign or boat. Unless it’s this sign… OH Mama Mia!