I collect everything. I keep every receipt. I can tell you every purchase I have made in the past 10 years on everything. Every year I begin the year with four large Ziplock bags labeled: Medical and Dental- Banking- Bills and Receipts and my dog's records. Plus a smaller zip loc bag with the receipts of every purchase I make that year from groceries, restaurants, every store purchase, etc. At the end of the year everything goes into storage. In the past fifteen years, I recorded every trip I made to Florida. (Probably about 50) Which car I drove, where I stopped for gas each time, every rest stop I stopped at, and the mileage and time for every single place, the gas mileage, what MM I stopped at on the shoulder to pee into my "Motor-man's Aide", etc. I have every pay receipt stub for every week I worked at my job for 30 years. I have weighed myself almost every morning for the past ten years and I can tell you how much I weighed on just about any day since then. I do the same for my gun purchases. I keep receipts for everything I purchase down to the last .22 hollow point CB cap. Every gun I every owned, serial numbers, just about every hunting license I ever bought and I still have a box of red 20 gauge shells I bought back when I was in high school. I recently visited my buddy, who owns a sporting goods store that he inherited from his father. I pulled out a box of 20 gauge reloads-shells I bought from his dad that he told me HE probably reloaded when he was in high school and his dad paid him .10 a box to reload so he could sell them in the store. Yep, I pretty much keep everything. 😊
Someone might save it. Probably get tossed. Something else I need to do. Years ago, I held my school record in the 220 yard dash for a week. 21.9 seconds. I also ran second in the 440 yard relay. The city removed the stadium where the football games were played but the track where we held out track meets is still there but it is slightly covered with grass, but the cinders on the track are still there. I need to go over with a spade and get a few jars of the cinders from the spot where I stood on the second runner's spot, where I took the baton from my buddy who was the first runner. He's the guy who broke my record......... Remember Tom Sizemore (if I remember correctly) in Saving Private Ryan who collected all of the dirt from places he had been? I have collected and labeled jars of sand from the different beaches in Florida where I went over the years. When I went up to Connecticut a few years ago, I went over to the Winchester building and picked up several pieces of brick and mortar that had fallen off of the building and brought them home. I bought little brass plaques that say: Winchester New Haven, CN. to glue on them. I have been giving them to my gun buddies. They go wild when I give them one. I do stuff like that.
Wow... just wow!
For some reason, I'm thinking of the scene in the 1980 film, "The Shining", where Shelley Duvall took a peek at what Jack Nicholson had been busily typing on his typewriter for weeks, and realized he had gone insane.