The proper terminology would be “collector” , I am a collector. I will admit to that. However I don’t deny that one day I may meet my demise because of this hobby spiraling out of control.
There’s a fine line between collecting and hoarding. That line is drawn up with a little thing I like to call self control. Something I sometimes struggle with when I am around some of my favorite items like yarn or video games.
Upon receiving my Gamestop weekly ad and there is a buy 2 get 1 free offer I need to immediately start looking up what games I could buy that I don’t already have. When I see the ad, my face literally looks like the bunny’s face in the photo.
I call myself a collector rather than an avid user because almost everything I buy, I never get around to using. For instance, I have an entire 20 gallon container full of yarn I have been filling since I was 18. Not all of my yarn is in there since some of it is laying around the apartment taking part in my unfinished project piles (see previous post). Whenever I go to the store and either intentionally or unintentionally run across some yarn in all different weights, textures and colors, I need to get my fix. The vivid colors and softness of the yarn is my weakness. I am a grandma at heart, and I embrace this quality of mine. I am also an avid collector of seed beads. Same story, different object…
There is a little drawer in which I store all my games while promising myself I will one day play them, even though the only one I’m fooling is myself. When a new game comes out that I am interested in, I just have to own it. I always intend to play the games I buy, but never get around to it anytime soon after buying the game.
I can only hope that one day I don’t lose control and cross that line which separates my collector self from my insane hoarding self. If I do cross that line, you will know because you will see me on an episode of hoarders and I will look like our good friend Mr. Ace Ventura. Yes, you heard it here, I would love to “collect” animals. Crazy and hoarding? Not a good combination.
However fun it sounds to have 50 breeds of animal crawling about, my sweet girl Hana might have something to say about that. She is quite boisterous and likes to be the only child. She just might get along with the others, but she will establish her place (at the top of course) in this potentially mad mini animal kingdom. I hope it will never come to this, but at least I know she will jump on my face at night if I do something she disagrees with.