... and on a brighter note, gathering some patience and going through ones "stuff" can be, well, nice. I'm trying to be smart about my downsizing, progressively saving only the things which are unique. Like the old rotary fan I just placed in the goodwill pile. It is from the 50's, cast iron and steel construction, wrinkle paint like all good/old things should have, powerful. Now, while I appreciate the character that this fan has, I found it in the sculpture studio and took it home. Hardly used it. But I liked it. Now, being able to look through piles and boxes of things like this can be frustrating, because letting go of things means realizing that people are truly attached to things, and while we can argue and justify our packrat lifestyles, I guess I am feeling the need to unload/unburden myself from everything. I often boast of the education provided by my undergraduate institution for it trained exceptionally well at achieving the things we wanted, regardless of what tooling, processes, materials, or other resources we did or didn't have. I don't need all this garbage, and while I can learn to do without it, choosing the few things a person might actually hang on to is an arduous task. This stuff has been part of my life for... how long?
Plus side: I keep coming across more cb750 bits! yay yay yay!
-Chris