Funny thing. I have seen this thread before but never thought about it. Then it struck me. I remember the exact moment that I realized I had a problem.

Oh, I did not see it as a medical or mental issue, just a lack of intention.

Finding vintage bicycles is, for me, a snap, most of the time. Not sure why? Finding vintage bicycles, for me, is also a heck of a lot of fun. I digress. Back to me, my little problem and the day it spoke to me...

One August day, while visiting my best friends niece in Duluth, the three of us went to "Grandma's" restaurant for happy hour, followed by supper. While there, Lynn (my best friend)...


...bought Jan (his niece and I don't have a picture) and I (randyjawa)...


each a Bourbon and coke. We got to talking and Lynn mentioned that he and I go yard sailing every weekend, looking for old bicycles.

I chimed in that I had close to 180 vintage road bicycles at the time, all tucked away in The Old Shed...



"No kidding, said Jan. What are you going to do with them?"

That was when I knew I had a problem. Right then and there the situation crystallized for me. About ten minutes later, both Jan and Lynn told me about Ebay.

My "how to keep busy in retirement" seedling was planted that day. Been busier than two flies on a pig's butt ever since:-)