Rock collecting was my biggest obsession (after airplanes, of course) during most of my childhood (from age 8) until my young adulthood. By the time I had entered college, I had not collected rocks for quite some time, so they sat in boxes in my closet.
Finally, I donated over 90% of my collection to my university's geology department (at the time, I was attending Indiana Univ.-Purdue Univ. Fort Wayne, IN
). I kept some "special" ones for myself--most of which were polished stones (some I polished myself).
Now I don't have to worry about moving boxes of rocks whenever I move in the future!
Now I've got to worry about moving my several boxes of medical equipment (glass syringes, my old craniofacial implants, my old hearing aids, etc) whenever I move in the future! I plan to keep all those, though--these are VERY important, authentic artifacts from my long medical history.
I will praise thee; for I am fearfully and wonderfully made... (Psalm 139:14)