"Hobbies of any kind are boring except to people
who have the same hobby."
Funny...what starts out as a cute little collection or hobby can blossom into an overwhelming, out of control mass. A nice odd number of units, maybe 5-7, becomes a triple digit inventory that almost makes you and your stuff an episode topic on "Hoarders." A simple item on a "hunt" list while out foraging estate sales, flea markets and yard sales begins to negate the purpose collecting completely.
I first found this awesome old blue, pottery container....great for umbrellas. It has held umbrellas in my foyer for years....until...
a weirdo affection for canes, croquet mallots and badmitten racquets began to ease out the umbrellas. Take note of photo...no umbrellas in blue pot. I can't wedgy another wood handled anything in my blue pot. The collection has absorbed my umbrella storage space and I now lean them in the corner. The mail and me get wet on occasions.
A simple bowl of dice that made me smile could now support all the craps tables in eight Las Vegas casinos. I love the color and sound dice make when klinked together. A bowl of dice just makes me happy! But now, just breezing by my coffee table while flipping on the TV, and a couple of dice will bounce across the great room and my dog yells "seven".
Once again, out of control collection or hobby.
What do you do?