So, I just sold a huge wad of games. Not as many as I hoped, but far more than I feared. The money is welcome, but more than that I've enjoyed putting the games I'm keeping back on the shelf. A third the space!
I've changed a lot over the past fifteen months; I've lost a hundred pounds, for one thing, and that has kicked off a whole-life rethink the past year or so, resulting in other major life changes. I feel better about selling the games than I have about any other recent decision. I only own games I like to play, which is sort of a first for...years. Before, if someone had pointed to any random game on the shelf and said, "Can we play that?" I'd have probably said, "No, let's play Game X instead." Now I only have Game Xes.
The test is coming in a few hours, when the sale is officially over. I have five boxes full of magazine wargames, most of which are worth just about, or under, the $5 prices I put on them. I can't sell them individually, nobody wants to buy them as a lot, and...they're probably going to just be pitched/recycled (as appropriate). We'll see how liberating that feels.
Another fun moment: At the very beginning of the sale, I laid down the ground rules and asked if anyone had any questions. There was one: "Why are you doing this?" It was nice to have an answer they understood...
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