I've come to the conclusion that what I enjoy more than anything is the hunt for a gun. Once I've got it, I'm nowhere near as interested in it as I was. It went into the back of the safe, and I started looking for the NEXT one. There they sat in the dark. Once in a while I'd take them out, wipe them off and put them back.
I finally realized I was buying them for the wrong reason, so I sold most of them to people who I thought would really enjoy them more than I did. I still hunt for them, but it takes something specific to interest me enough for me to consider buying it. Most of what I see these days, I can tell myself, "I had one of those."