Biggest thing for me was that my instruments just sat. Most of you actually play them, some so much as it's your way of making a living. I got into "museum piece" mode for a while, where I got onto a guitar collecting kick. Strat, Tele, Les Paul, PRS, Ibanez, Ibanez bass, Epiphone Dot, Fender Bullet, and 2 Applause acoustics (black and red sunburst). And the most utility I got from them was when I sat them into individual stands and took a picture for nothing more that "Look what I have!!" (And you don't. The nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah was implied.) And there was the infamous "Help! I am trapped in a keyboard cage" picture where I was in a pit of 8 keyboards.

And now most of that stuff is in the hands of people who are actually using them for their intended purpose. Actually feels better to know they are being played. Especially the PRS and the Les Paul. Though the Les Paul went to a woman in That State Up North, who, to increase the severity of the injury also lives in the shadows of That School Up North. (Only college football fans will get that joke. O-H ) But she is also a Navy veteran, so it balanced out.

That hardest part was to resist the gear [*****] urge to look at that space and say "Man, I have room for ALL NEW STUFF!" Thus the RV purchase even knowing that it will sit in the driveway until at least spring. No funds, no gear [*****]!!