On Tuesday, April 29, 2014 7:55:49 PM UTC-5, Zobovor wrote:
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> I remember seeing your posts about your eBay lots on a pretty regular basis, back in the day. It must have taken you forever to unload it all. I'll bet you're relieved it's finally over and done with! (I could probably make a few hundred dollars if I sold off the stuff I don't care about and would never ever miss, but I am an inherently lazy creature. Selling stuff is hard work!) <
Yes, I was very relieved in the end, a real weight off of my shoulders. Except for a few bookcases left for displaying new figures, my entire living space had become a giant warehouse (although a very clean and orderly one) with plastic containers and banker boxes literally stacked to the ceiling in places. I read up a good bit on compulsive hoarding at the time, and the signs just couldn't be denied.
> Did you say at some point that you had those six Starscreams because you were going to paint the other five into the remaining 1984/85 Decepticon jets? That's not redundant; it's just good planning. <
Wow, you've got a great memory! That was my intention, but like so many other one-day-I'll-get-around-to-that plans of mine, that one never came to fruition. (I'd also wanted to repaint extra Playskool Go-Bots into G1/BW characters.) Honestly, I was often doing well to just open, transform, and display all of the TFs I bought, much less kitbash them. I remember having a stack of unopened packages by the front door one time, all of them full of preordered toys. It really became ridiculous.
> As Onslaught Six used to say: THIS. That was totally where I was at around the final days of Armada, which I guess puts it at around 2003-04 or so. It took the sheer craptitude of Armada to make me realize I was buying all these toys that I did not want. I don't think anybody starts off buying toys and says to themselves, "Gosh, one day I hope I start to really hate this!" but somehow it happens. <
I think it was the frustration of the 2007 movie toys that finally pushed me over the edge. I remember sitting with the instructions to Leader Brawl for like 30 minutes, trying to figure out a few steps, and I was fighting the urge to chunk it into the parking lot outside. It just wasn't fun anymore.
> Unlike yourself, I do still buy toys, but I only get the ones I want. That seems like such an obvious and self-evident thing to say, but it's enormously freeing. And I really do enjoy the ones that I've continued to buy. <
I don't really collect anything anymore, but if I did, I wouldn't be a completist anymore, only buying those things I really wanted.
> Also THIS. I can totally relate. When I first began to break my completist habits, it was a very strange experience for me to see new toys and not get them... even if the "new" toys were just redeco versions of toys I already owned, like Energon Tidal Wave. Somehow I felt like I was missing out, even though it was the exact same damn toy as Armada Tidal Wave. Energon was the first toy line for which I never had the completist mindset, and it bugged me so much that people on ATT were talking about toys like Scorponok that I had absolutely no first-hand experience with. I got over it, of course. <
I also felt like I missing something if I didn't collect them all (except for those Japanese tennis shoe ones which were just dumb). There was a character/deco of the Transformers universe that I didn't own, and that would bug me to death, so I'd drive all over Dallas until I found it. Then, I'd find it, and it would have smudged paint or a bent-up cardback, so I'd have to keep looking. Call it that obsessive need for completion of sets or what have you, kind of like missing pieces from a jigsaw puzzle. In my mind, I was collecting a toy SERIES, The Transformers, not individual toys, so none could be left out.
> I don't mean this in a bad way, but did you not charge anybody for shipping? I remember looking at a lot of your auctions and thinking that your prices had been fairly reasonable. (I usually just didn't need any of the stuff you were offering. <
Whether I charged for shipping separately or included it in the actual sale price, I still had to buy hundreds of cardboard boxes, miles of shipping tape, packs of shipping labels, and hundreds of cubic feet of styrofoam peanuts over the years. Fortunately, there was a local box store that gave a discount to loyal customers. It costs a lot to just package a Supreme-sized toy or one as big as Car Robots Brave Maximus (I had two of those!) so that it would not get damaged when shipped cross-country or overseas. Then, there were all of the eBay/Paypal fees, insurance/tracking costs, and gasoline costs that couldn't be charged to the buyer.
> With that said, I find myself in agreement with you. Selling toys is a royal pain. I actually do hate it. As we speak I am sitting on a couple of Hot Wheels cars that are probably worth about $50 but I have not sold them because I hate listing stuff on eBay just that much. <
Imagine retying every boxed Transformer you own back into its tray ... not fun! My hands would start cramping after a few hours of that. I'm just glad I kept all of those wire ties with their boxes due to never throwing anything away (except plastic bubbles for carded figures).
If I were to ever collect things again, it would be with the intention of just giving them away (literally or practically) if I ever decided to part with them. It is very frustrating to have something you no longer want keep taking up space and even more of your time.
> That's a good lesson to have come away with. I think on some level, I recognize that I gobble up toys because I'm trying to fill some kind of emotional void. Maybe it's because my parents divorced when I was a kid; maybe it's because I'm emotionally stunted and part of me is still nine years old. I don't really know. I don't forsee myself letting go of my collection any time soon, so the fact that you were able to do so, Chad, speaks towards your maturity and stability. <
Toys can still be fun, but I realize now that the enjoyment from them is ultimately fleeting (as with most things) and that it takes more and more to achieve the same "hobby high" as before. I could probably write a treatise on the biblical reasons why we are all searching for something to give us a sense of purpose, to fill that innate void in our lives, but let's just say that I'm slowly but surely trying to shift my focus from the things of this world to higher things that do bring real, lasting contentment (PHIL. 4:11-13).
Oh, and when I was about 90% done with selling the toys, my apartment building caught on fire. I was only able to get out with my laptop and the clothes on my back before the rescue workers blocked it off. The fire spread up to my neighbor's apartment before it was put out, and my apartment smelled like smoke for days. That was a real wake-up call regarding "storing up one's treasures on earth."
> I'll bet that little keychain Bumblebee considers himself pretty damn special! :)
LOL, I guess so. :) He's actually slightly defective in that his head piece won't tuck in completely, but I decided to keep him as a reminder of life lessons learned the hard way.
- Chad