I’m at a point in my life where I think I get equal pleasure from acquiring things and getting rid of things. I wonder if the pendulum will keep swinging in favor of getting rid of stuff or whether I’ve reached a state of constancy. Admittedly, the delight of new ownership has not left me but then again, I’m jaded enough to know not many things live up to their original promise. It’s the odd things that do… I remain thrilled with a tuna strainer and a battery tester. Who would think?