Honestly I really enjoy doing this. Have done it constantly for decades hah.

You end up having a graveyard of fascinating things that you can rediscover, and repeat the same cycle on. My small dwelling is full of surprises and discovery. Same shit I have been staring at for years. It’s great.

Ah. Not just me then. Good to know.

Urge or compulsion?

Bcs the process is a drag, takes hours & a bunch of irrelevant decisions.

The ceiling fans in my garage call to me on occasion. Usually that occasion is “sitting in a warm room with no air flow.”

It’s been about 6 years now.