I keep going through the same exercise, but mainly in my mind. I've decided to accept the fact that I just like rifles, and plan to hold on to the ones I like until I decay to the point where I can't enjoy them, at which point I'll pass some on to my sons and grandchildren. I spend a bit more on them than I should perhaps, but as Old Jack once said, it's no more expensive than golf clubbing, and a lot less expensive than night clubbing.
The ones that don't stay usually depart pretty quicky, like my AR experiment and my brief fling with a pump (that one was pretty nice, actually, but didn't stir my blood).
